Vaughn took Weiss's advice and waited a couple of days to call Sydney. He hated it, but he did it. Finally, a week after she had left, Vaughn got the phone number from Francie and called Sydney. The only problem was that the voice that answered wasn't Sydney's.
"Hello?" Vaughn mentally winced as a gruff voice answered the phone.
"Hello? I am looking for Sydney."
"Who is this?"
"Vau…my name is Michael Vaughn. I am a friend from school." There was a pause before the voice responded.
"She isn't here right now. I'll tell her you called." Vaughn jerked the phone back from his ear as he heard it slam on the end.
"Well that didn't go exactly as planned." Vaughn sighed and hung up the phone, making a mental note to kick Weiss later.
As Jack Bristow walked away from the phone, he scowled. He had come back to Arvin's house for the day to see Sydney. Earlier he had over heard his daughter telling Emily about a boy who had liked her. His name had been Michael Vaughn.
"Sounded like a little boy." Scoffed Jack and he hurried to get back to his dinner with the Sloanes' and Sydney.
"Who was on the phone Jack?" Emily smiled at him as he took his place across from Sydney.
"Sales man. Something about windows."
"I always hate them." Emily scowled.
"Dad?" Jack looked up as Sydney addressed him. "NO one else called today, did they?"
"Not that I know of." He looked to Arvin and Emily who shook their heads. "Any particular reason?"
"I was just waiting for a call from a school friend. No big." Sydney smiled and went back to eating.
Jack inwardly frowned. He hated to see his daughter sad, but this Michael Vaughn sounded no good. Jack always trusted his gut, and right now it was telling him that Vaughn couldn't be trusted. Most of all, not with his daughter.