96 Something is Wrong

Dassen moved into the garden area and frowned a bit. He lifted the phone that he was holding and scrolled down for the name that he wanted. It was nearly eight thirty now and he had this nervous energy start in him. Which was turning into an odd need to go somewhere, and it was starting to make him unsure.

The last time he felt like this, was when they found Mary collapsed. His senses were far more than normal, he always knew where everyone was in the house. Be it by scent, sound, or other means that just told him. Those in the house he cared for, and about. Which made the feeling worse and was extremely sensitive to it. He hit the send button and waited, it rang a few times and then a voice answered.

"Yeah? Please don't tell me you wanted something else done. I'm just pulling up the drive right now." Lewis said, sounding tired and Dassen felt a bit relieved. He did care greatly for the man, saw him more like a brother then not.