Gemotions

The phone slipped from Elias's sweaty grasp and clattered onto the pristine white table. He stared at the screen, his breath hitching. The message: "Meet me at the usual spot. I have the documents." It was meant for his contact, "Serpent," not his mother. His mother, who thought he worked as a humble accountant.

He lunged for the phone, tapping the power button and then swiping to delete the message. Too late. The little "read" receipt had already appeared. He scrubbed a hand over his face, feeling his heart hammer against his ribs. The usual spot? The abandoned warehouse district, perfect for shady deals, not family dinners.

He grabbed his car keys, his fingers fumbling. He had to think fast. He slammed the door, his teeth clenched. He had to be at the warehouse before his mother decided to drive over and "surprise" him.