Alcuin's phone beeped once as Aaron began cooking a simple pasta dish.

It wasn't until it beeped again that Aaron's curiosity got the better of him.

Two texts. 'Come home'. Followed a few minutes later with: 'Your little tantrum has made its point. Come home.'

Asshole, Aaron thought.

'Have fun with the priest.' Came then.

Apparently Hannibal could track Alcuin too. Possessive, manipulative asshole.