AUGH….if this works I will be so happy!
Stephen walked back outside onto the balcony, and dialed the number. Brian watched from inside. He really didn't like Stephen.
Stephen looked around to see if anyone was watching, or listening. He put the phone up to his ear and waited for the person to answer. He knew they would be asleep, because of the time difference. But they were expecting his call. "Hello?" The person on the other end said sleepily. "Hey, it's Stephen. She came. I saw her." Stephen could hear him getting up and then walking out of a room. "Good. Was she with anyone?" "Yeah. Well, when I first got here, she was. But I pissed the bloke off, and he walked out this morning. I don't know where he went though. Haven't heard from him since." The guy coughed. "Good. It's all working out well then. She doesn't need to know anything…no one is suspecting anything are they? I mean your cover up is working?" Stephen looked around again. "What cover up? It's the real thing…I told you. David's my dad. You are whacked up. This is the last time I do anything for you." With that Stephen hung up the phone and walked inside.
All the way in London, Kostos hung up the phone. "Damn…this is my last chance." He went back into the kitchen and looked at the plane ticket to Greece sitting on the table he and Stephen shared. He picked it up and threw it against the wall. It landed next to a picture of Lena sitting on the desk. He picked the picture up and stuck it in his pocket.
THIS WAS A DIFFICULT CHAPTER TO WRITE! IT'S REALLY SHORT TOO! I WAS TRYING TO THINK OF A WAY TO CONNECT STEPHEN AND KOSTOS…THAT'S ALL I COULD COME UP WITH….I MAY END UP REMOVING THIS CHAPTER, AND THEN REPLACING IT….YES I MAY!