The next day, Amias is still tasting whiskey on his lips when he makes the call.
The first ring is a soft slap in the suite's hush. The second is the one that makes his jaw clamp shut. Corvin picks up with the same dry, bored cadence he uses for every reprimand, negotiation, and every threat that doesn't involve the Bellamys. The man has never been afraid of anyone at Duskwind Academy except the Alphas… which is why Amias' voice gets immediate attention when it comes out low.
"We need to meet." He goes straight to the point, knowing how well the man would understand that he's finally here to collect.
After all, there's been a little deal between them. It is one that no other living soul knows about and one that allows Amias to have an upper hand over Corvin. This chance… He would use it to save Heidi.
"Three minutes," Corvin says on the other end.
