"What do you want, Caleb?"
The only time Jacob Zane got a phone call from his brother Caleb was when he needed money.
"What do you mean, Jay?"
"I mean, how much do you 'need' for your 'loans'?"
"Come on can't a guy ring his big brother for a chat?"
Jacob looked at the clock on his living room wall and shook his head. "At 11pm on a Thursday you just wanna chat?" He paused, waiting for a good answer from his brother, which never came. Jacob sighed, "Cale...what's up?"
"I need your help, Jay." Caleb's tone of voice abruptly changed. He sounded scared and almost desperate. "It's not money...seriously, I need your help. I can't go into much detail, other than... things are weird around here. I don't know what it is, but it's just... weird. Listen, I can't stay on the phone long, but I called to ask ya...uh...can you head over...soon?"
Jacob was suddenly worried about his brother, unsure about what Caleb would possibly need help with. "Uh, sure. O