chapter39

Something seemed off.

I lay in bed thinking about it, but I couldn't figure it out. Why would Roman have a different number?

Screw it. I decided to call it.

It rang and rang with no answer. Instead, he texted: I'm in a meeting.

I rested my chin on my hand, pondering the situation and what to do.

I called the Starke pack offices-where Roman worked

low and carried a hint of impatience. "I'm

a meeting, so I quickly

meeting. Did he have nothing else to do? If he was so busy in his meeting, what the hell was he doing

Maybe he'd had to change it because

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down the phone, planning to ignore him, but I didn't expect to

returned to the first question: Answer me. Why did

was crazy. He wouldn't speak when I called, but he'd just continue to ask the same question over

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