If only she'd talk to him. It was so unfair of her to cut him off because of that blasted hunting trip. He'd done his best to stop the rednecks shooting endangered species, but she wouldn't listen to him and stormed off.
He hadn't spoken to Ren since. He'd tried to. Bryn had given him her address and contact numbers every time she moved. He'd messaged her, and 'phoned several times, but she'd never returned his calls. And both of them had travelled so much in the last ten years they'd rarely been in the same place for long.
Bryn had told him he was meeting Ren at The Ocean Flame on Friday evening. He briefly considered turning up there and gatecrashing her birthday dinner, but decided against it, it wasn't fair to ruin her birthday.
He checked the chrono on the wall. It was ten a.m. Ren would be up by now. He blînked, and his contact lens brought up her number and dialled it. The answer machine clicked in straight away. "Hello. This is Ren Hunter. I'm not here at present. Please leave me a message..."
Nic cut the connection. If he was going to be reconciled with his sister it would take a frank face to face discussion, not a message left on her vidphone.
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