It was his father. Manny composed himself and picked up Tony’s call as he walked toward his car.

“Hey, Pops.”

“How’s it going, Manny? Has there been any progress?”

Tony was still in Carrie’s room at the moment, but had gotten up and walked to the balcony to call his son.

Carrie was still fast asleep, though her face was set in a frown. She was obviously discomfited.

Tony had pestered her for the majority of last night, so it would be weird if she did not feel any discomfort.

Despite her be