Chapter Two

      The first week of the tour passed uneventfully, and Nick began to relax. There hadn't been any new letters delivered; and for that he was grateful. He was beginning to sleep through the night again and he even challenged Brian to a game of one-on-one.
   Brian was puzzled over the change in his friend, but for the moment had decided to let it go. After the game, they parted in the hallway and agreed to meet for dinner in an hour.
   Nick sighed tiredly as he dropped face first onto his bed. The game he'd played with Brian had been intense; both men determined to win. A cocky smile played across his face as he relived the moment he'd made the winning basket. Beating Brian was so sweet! It felt good to do normal things again, to just be himself, not to have to look over his shoulder every minute, worrying about who was out there in the crowd.
    He glared evilly at the phone as it rang, interrupting his thoughts of triumph. He thought once about letting the hotel operator take a message for him, but decided against it. If it was one of the guys; they'd be pissed and he'd never hear the end of it.
   "This had better be good,” he barked into the phone.
"I assure you it is," a strange voice replied. The small hairs on the back of his neck stood on end and he asked,
"Who is this?"
"What's a matter Nicky-boy? Did you think I forgot you?" the voice taunted.
   The blood drained from Nick's face and with a shaky voice asked, "How did you get this number?"
"Now that would be telling; wouldn't it?" the man asked, his voice sickly smooth.
   Nick was worried now. Number one, there was no way just anyone could get a hold of their code names to gain access to their room phones. Number two, this guy just plain creeped him out.
  "Look, I don't know who you are or what you want; and I really don't care. Just leave me alone," he said as he slammed the receiver back into place.
  "First the letter's, now the phone calls. Will this ever end?" he muttered. Determined to ignore it, like he had all the letters, Nick hauled his tall frame off the bed and into the bathroom to take a shower.


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