The phone call was a while coming. He made it from a dark corner of Sam’s property as medics strapped Sam’s unconscious body to a stretcher and law enforcement officers talked about calling a coroner for the body in the living room. James turned away when he heard the line ringing. He was a long way from thinking they were done talking to him, even if the neighbors corroborated hearing his bike roll up a while after the noise they didn’t bother to investigate. When Izzy she picked up, he cleared his throat. “It’s me.”