#Chapter 173 Cracked

Grace "Eason?" Esme said, her eyes widened. "You..." "Sorry to interrupt the tenants of law, but this is too good," Eason said, his eyes sparkling with an almost manic gleam. Just behind him, his laptop floated in. Esme's eyes were as wide as saucers as it floated onto the table. The screen was glowing. "More importantly, it might be important for your studies and plan." He tapped out a number on his phone and put it on speaker. "Where's your warden?" "Oh, probably back at the house," Eason said, bouncing on his toes. "I sort of... uhm, well, popped over here." Esme's eyes widened just a little further. "What the hell--" "Later," Eason said. "I promise, later. I promise, but this can't wait. It'll hit me, or it won't, but I have to get this out now--damn it, Charles answer the--" "Eason?" Charles' voice came through the speaker. "What have you done? George is calling me." "Shit, uhm... tell him I'll allow him to scold me after I figure out how not to do it again, but I'll t