The Call

Who answers their phone these days? Too many spam calls or charity muggers. But that day when my phone, on silent as normal, jittered across the glass coffee table, the caller ID made me frown.

It was my own number.

Before I knew what I was doing, I swiped and pressed the handset to my ear.

‘Who…’ said a robotic voice, with long pauses between each word.

‘Do

You

Want

Dead?’

I gasped and threw down the phone on the couch. My heart clattered as it bounced on the faux suede.

‘Who was that?...