POV: DIMITRI
Dimitri woke to the sound of his phone buzzing insistently on the nightstand.
He'd been asleep for maybe an hour, Eve sprawled across his chest, her breathing deep and even. After what had felt like days of needing her, needing to touch her, needing to feel her alive beneath him, exhaustion had finally claimed them both.
The phone continued buzzing.
Dimitri carefully moved Eve's arm, slid out of bed without waking her, and padded naked to the window to answer.
Unknown number. But the timing....early morning, insistent, after The Covenant situation....meant only one thing.
Antonio.
He answered on the fourth ring.
"Padre." Father.
"I assume you've seen the news,
"I have."
"Covenant facility." A pause."Industrial accident, they're saying. Gas line rupture. Very unfortunate."
"Very," Dimitri agreed neutrally.
A silence stretched between them. Long enough to be deliberate.
