Ring, ,ring.
Bobby tookhis gaze off of the monochrome mass of newspapers,photographs and information and picked up the mobile.
Mike,the screen read.
That little shit probably wants to use this placeto squat,thought Bobby,chuckling to himself.
"Hello?"
Muffled voices and scratching answered him.
The smile dropped from Bobby's face and was replaced with a worried expression.
"Mike?Hey,are you okay?"
Apiercing scream-followed by the beeping sound of the end on a phone call-and Bobby was left to wonder what on earth was going on.