Adam stood outside the booth for a few seconds before going in.
He already knew what the next move had to be. He would have to call George himself. The problem was not the call. The problem was what came after it.
With Rovan, Adam had real proof. He had the body, the photos, the mail, the deposits, and enough dirt to make fear do most of the work for him. With George, he had no such hold yet. There was the recording, yes, but that only mattered if George openly accepted who he was. Without that, the value of it dropped too much.
Still, Adam wanted to try.
He stepped into the booth and dialed George's number, but the call only rang out without an answer.
Adam lowered the receiver and looked at it for one moment. That alone told him something. George was not Rovan. He was not the kind of man who picked up every unknown call just to see what was hiding behind it.
Adam dialed again.
This time the call rang longer.
George still did not answer.
