Bill had been so out of touch with the world that he had locked himself in the safe haven that was his office. He had spoken briefly with Dexter and told him that he did not want to be disturbed, he just wanted to be left alone. He had cancelled all of his meetings for the next few weeks, his mind clearly not in the game after everything that had happened. Isabel may have be gone, the war was ended but in the end he had lost everything in the process.
His phone buzzed on his desk as he watched it vibrate itself almost towards the edge of the desk, it was a number that Bill did not give out very often so whoever it was needed to get a hold of him. He grabbed his phone off his desk, opened it and listened to the voice-mail that was left - Sam Merlotte.
Curious as to why Sam of all people would be calling him he hit call back on his cell placing it to his ear, the sooner he got this over with the sooner he could go back to wallowing in his self pity.
His phone buzzed on his desk as he watched it vibrate itself almost towards the edge of the desk, it was a number that Bill did not give out very often so whoever it was needed to get a hold of him. He grabbed his phone off his desk, opened it and listened to the voice-mail that was left - Sam Merlotte.
Curious as to why Sam of all people would be calling him he hit call back on his cell placing it to his ear, the sooner he got this over with the sooner he could go back to wallowing in his self pity.