CHAPTER 31

Ana POV

A strange noise sounds in the kitchen. We both turn and stare at the satellite phone sitting on the kitchen counter. It's ringing. I've never heard the ringtone before. No one's ever called it. Ryan doesn't move, so I stand and pick it up. The number isn't one I recognize, though something seems vaguely familiar about it.

I turn to look at Ryan, who hasn't moved an inch.

"It's for you," I say, holding it out to him.

He hesitates before coming over to me, taking the phone, and answering it.

I can't hear distinct words in the feminine voice on the other end, but clearly it's something or someone significant. Ryan's eyes flash with a burst of anger I've never seen in him before. The knuckles of his hand gripping the phone begin to turn white.

"Why are you calling me?" he says in a low, tight voice. He turns away from me, his shoulders