His brow furrowed. This was entirely too coincidental. He was asleep too? In the middle of the day? Was he always that much of a napper, or...

Those voices were creeping him out. Talking over the phone seemed increasingly like a bad idea. "Can we talk somewhere else? There's a coffee shop not far from the school. Perhaps we could meet there?" he asked, the tension obvious in his voice. Caffeine right now sounds like a very good idea.