Supernite's StoriesA guy who writes things and isn't even outta school yet. Naturally, my writing isn't a work of art, but hopefully there'll be at least one person out there who enjoys reading it.2007-07-21T19:41:26Zhttp://ficlets.com/feeds/author/1x57aThe Call<p>I shook my head, smiling a little. Either the call was important or it wasn’t, and the only way to find out was to answer it.<br />I moved over to the phone, always conscious of the bubble that surrounded me. I won’t lie to you, I was pretty nervous – but if I missed that call…<br />With confidence gained from my contact with Angel, I reached out and picked up the phone. Good. My bubble was intact. Amazing how attached I’d gotten to it, really.<br />When I’d finally managed to reach the phone, and answer it, the voice on the other end sounded on edge, even panicky – and what made it worse was that it was the voice of Steve Wilson, one of the most solidly confident men I knew.<br />“Michael?” <br />“Yeah.” <br />“We may have a problem out here today, and I need you in my office in less than thirty minutes. You understand?” <br />I scratched my head. “Steve, you know it takes at least forty minutes to get there.” <br />“Then hire a helicopter, or something.” <br />And he hung up on me. It was only then that I began to contemplate leaving the house…</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/8482007-03-18T22:45:07Z2007-07-21T19:41:26ZSupernitehttp://ficlets.com/authors/1x57a