Axel groaned as he he flopped back over, burying his face in his pillow. Of course it was Harlan. Who else would call so early in the morning expecting congeniality? He almost hung up, but he knew Harlan would call back. If he wanted to sleep, then he needed to participate in the conversation he'd been dragged into. "You're a fucker, you know that?" he muttered, voice muffled by his pillow. After a second though, he turned his head to the side in order to listen more carefully, the phone resting against his one exposed ear.

"You met up with Jayde last night?" he asked, surprised and more alert than before. "Seriously, what's up with him. If that guy gets me arrested..." Ruffling a hand through his hair, he didn't finish his griping statement. As much because it wasn't something he should talk about as the threat didn't need to be finished. What would he do? Try to get one up on a guy like Jayde? He didn't stand a chance. Sighing, he rubbed his face, trying to erase his grogginess. "And yeah, we hired Fane. What's it to you?" Dropping his head back onto his pillow, he found himself thinking about Jayde and that package. What was it? Drugs? Money? Somehow, he couldn't imagine anything less shady, otherwise, why give it to him. It wasn't like Axel had any redeeming qualities.