Chapter 85

I know the only way to keep Ophelia safe is to pretend she means nothing to me, but it’s hard to prove it to Hernández. When it comes to her, I’m like an open book, and now it could mean that she dies as well.

“Well, Nancy, what will it be?” he asks and takes his phone away from me.

My purse starts vibrating and one of the heavies hands it to me. Hernández snatches it from me and locates the buzzing sound; it’s my phone. Holding it up, he shows me the caller ID, “How’s that for timing? I’d suggest you answer it and put it on speaker.”

I look at the phone but don’t take it. He presses the “answer” button and forces it into my hand.

“Hello, Astrid. Are you there?” her voice comes out loud and clear for everyone in the room to hear.

“Hey, yes, I’m here,” I say.

“Where are you? I’ve been trying to get hold of you for the past day. Sooooo much has happened, it’s been crazy,” she says. The sound of her voice calms me down and I concentrate on it.

“Tell me about it,” I say.

“No, this is some