IdentityUnknown

IdentityUnknown hung up. Misaki wasn't answering, though she supposed Nero or Chaos had taken her phone for the timebeing. It didn't matter, she'd just catch a cab. As she entered the cab, she scrolled down her list of contacts before clicking on a name. The phone rang a few times before the person on the other end picked up. "It took you long enough." "Whatever," IdentityUnknown said, a little peeved already. "Where are they?" "Who?" "I know you left their things in the van on purpose." "Have you considered that I might not have anything to do with whatever you're mentioning?" "Let's stop playing. I know you did." "So what if I did? It was an accident that I left their things behind." "Even you aren't that careless." "Isn't that kind? You still owe me for last time you know." "I owe you nothing." "Tsk, tsk. You still seem skittish after our last meeting. Do you need me to--" "Let them out." "I didn't take them." "Your words are contradictory." IdentityUnknown could almost hear the smirk from the other end of the phone. "Perhaps they are. Good day to you too. I'd ask you not contact me again." The man hung up. IdentityUnknown returned the phone into her pocket and settled down in the cab. It was going to be a long ride...