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A Man With One of Those Faces - Caimh McDonnell

“You rang me, Phil.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Yeah, you did. You told me I was in danger and I had to run.”

“I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I recognised your voice.” That wasn’t technically a lie, Paul had recognised his voice. Once he’d mentally recalled the very short list of people he knew who would ring him to tell him his life was in danger, it had been depressingly easy to figure out.

“You couldn’t have recognised my voice,” said Phil triumphantly, “I disguised it.”

Paul could see Phil mentally replaying what he’d just said, before his face reddened and he shook his head in silent self-admonishment.