Chapter 38 First Contact

• In front of the glass wall that revealed the busy night road, Justin stood dressed in a robe with a towel hanging on his head as he stared down at his phone with a raised brow, he couldn't get over the confusing call he just got from Will. He tilted his head as a question, or rather an observation popped up in his head
• Was that Zayn's voice?
• He blinked and shifted his weight before attempting to call back, he raised the phone to his ear as it rang out for a moment and Will picked up.