Gemotions

"Hello?" Mark called out, his voice wavering slightly. He stared at the phone, then back at the wallet on his kitchen table. He’d found it in the grocery store parking lot. The contents suggested a life of wealth—expensive credit cards, a Platinum membership card, a thick roll of bills. He thought about the man who'd dropped it and wondered about the type of lifestyle he led. He felt a weird, sinking sensation in his chest. Was this some kind of setup? He chewed on his lip, unsure of what to do next.