Twisted Perfection(67)

“I’m still here,” Woods assured Jace but that was all he said. Nothing more.

Then he hung up the phone a few seconds later. He sat there staring at the phone in his hand. I couldn’t read his face. Something was wrong though. He was acting strange.

“What did he want?” I asked.

Woods shook his head. “Nothing. He didn’t want anything. He just needed to tell me that my dad dropped dead of a heart attack thirty minutes ago.”