His face grew stern as he browsed through the new records.
With a clenched jaw, Eric found Linda's number and hit the call button.
Linda picked up on the other end. "Eric?"
Her voice was light and playful. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this call during your busy schedule, Mr. Flynn? How can I assist you today?"
"Linda."
Eric hesitated, his mind briefly wandering to his brother, who was still in a coma at the hospital. He furrowed his brow, grappling with discomfort, and then continued, "Going forward, please refrain from using my phone without permission."
"What?" Linda's tone shifted abruptly, her earlier smile freezing. "What are you implying? I'm not sure I follow."
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