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Amos

“Josiah, calm down… You said Tommy is there?”

I asked. Josiah was talking so fast I was having a hard time understanding him.

“Yeah, and we need to get your legal team activated right now.”

“Put me on speaker,”

I said, knowing Tommy would be less dramatic, and I could figure out what this was all about.

“Hey, Amos, it’s Tommy. I’m so sorry…”

“Tell me, Tommy, what is this about?”

I heard the emotion in his voice and wanted to be there to console him. “I… well, I wrote a book. It was only meant for me. I just wanted to get all my emotions out on paper, you know, like journaling. I wasn’t going to publish it, Amos. I would never do that to you. I… I just needed to work through all the emotions around… around us.”

“Did someone take that?”

“Yeah, my house was broken into. I saw a surveillance video, and the jackass who robbed me had the laptop in his hands. He must have been intentionally looking for it.”

“But he was just some robber? I mean he’ll probably pawn it.”

“Amos, you aren’t letting me finish explaining. I worked with this guy. He’s a reporter. He knows we are connected with each other. He knows I was your roommate in college, and he’s the one who found the article I wrote about you in our college paper. He’s going to expose this story.”

I paused a moment, the impact finally hitting me. “Oh,”

I said and didn’t know what else to reply, except, “What did you write?”

Tommy sucked in a breath. I could almost see him standing there, dejected. “I wrote it all down, Amos. All of what had happened up until I came to New Mexico.”

“Oh,”

I said again. “So, Josiah, what can we do to stop him?”

“Like I said, you need to get in touch with your legal team, force a cease and desist on him. Maybe get the Houston police to issue an extradition order and have him arrested for breaking and entering.”

“And how likely is that to happen?”

“Not likely except that you are famous… Call your legal team, have them call me, and I’ll fill them in on all the particulars.”

“Okay, I’ll call them now,”

I said, all but forgetting the reason I’d asked Josiah to call in the first place.

Now wasn’t the time.

I didn’t really know what I wanted right now, but I did know I didn’t want all my and Tommy’s personal shit out in the world… even if Tommy was the one who wrote it.

That’s something I’d have to deal with later. For now… I needed to contact my attorneys. See what they could do about it all.