Waters Ebb Rocks Emerge

"Hello, Vonda? How are you this lovely summer day?" Vonda, or someone, expelled a deep breath. "Vonda?"
Vonda said, "So you aren't dead."
"Excuse me? I am the picture of health. Wait. What do you know? You have to tell me...."
"Shut up, Bergeron. I can't talk now. Are you at work?"
"Of course...."
"Good. Stay there. Do not move without calling me first."
Carla, Baldacci, and Chatterjee, who wanted to be called Dhruva, pulled their collective heads back like wide-eyed turtles.
Baldacci said, "Shit, Gabe."
Carla said, "Why did she think you might be dead?"
"No idea." He really couldn't imagine.

He was still pondering that when she called back.
Baldacci said, "It's Vonda!"
"I can see that."
Dhruva smiled. "We need popcorn."
He may have made several obscene hand gestures directed at young Dhruva before he answered the call.
"Yes, Vonda?"
"Get here, Bergeron!"
He took another breath. "Where exactly?"
She gave him an address in Port Richmond.
"And why do you need me there?"
"Because they called me in on my day off." And she was gone.
Which didn't explain anything really, but she was a homicide detective so he probably wasn't in for a festive afternoon.