He looked up slowly at the sound of his own name. Here in the light his paleness was even more pronounced.
"I'm sorry. I just..." His gaze drifted to the cell phone, and a wariness flickered in his eyes. "Don't call anyone yet, please. I need some time to..."
To what? Figure out what in God's name was wrong with him?
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"I'm sorry. I just..." His gaze drifted to the cell phone, and a wariness flickered in his eyes. "Don't call anyone yet, please. I need some time to..."
To what? Figure out what in God's name was wrong with him?
"...to collect myself."