You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The night was extraordinarily quiet.

Inside the apartment, it was so quiet that she could even hear her own breath.

The sense of urgency of the unexpected call and the ringing that seemed to never stop made her feel suffocating.

Joyce held out her hand and hesitated for a moment.

What could Otis be doing calling her at this late hour?

Besides, Mr. Clark had just died, and Otis was looking for her at such a time?

“Thump-Thump-Thump!" Her heart seemed to be pounding straight against her chest disorderly.

When the ringing was about to stop, she finally pressed the answer button.

At the very moment, it would be even stranger if she did not answer the phone.

do you want from me at this late hour?" Joyce had already calmed down when she picked up the phone, her voice was

just got out of the shower. Mr. Robertson, what do

call you if I have got nothing?" Otis smiled wickedly, "I missed you before I called

up, I had a full day of meetings today and arrived home late. I'm already tired and want to rest

Otis smiled,

she felt Otis must

to me." Otis paused, "You're coming alone. And don't bring that

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

her not to get in touch

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up to your trust, Mr. Robertson, and the high design fees you pay?"

rest. I'm hanging up now. Good night, and good

said in an ambiguous voice, emphasizing the word "good dreams", and hung up the

at the phone and was even

always felt something was wrong and couldn't

sleepy, but this inexplicable phone call from