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( earthshakerearthbreaker )

He was sleeping when the phone rang; passed out in a strange bed in a strange room with a strange woman--some blonde he’d picked up at the bar next door last night, no doubt.  Groggily a hand reached over to the nightstand, flipping his phone over to check the time.  Who the fuck’s callin’ me at four a.m.?

The number flashed again, registering under the moniker “T”.  Likely someone from Marcus’ old contact list.  Clearing his throat as he sat up, Lee pressed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear.  “...This better be good.”