Chapt. 24

"I need your help," Louisa sounded devasted and desperate to her ears more than she thought she did to the receiver's ears.

She hadn't a wink of sleep the previous night because every time her eyelids shut for a fraction of a second, the images of Mason behind bars choked her. All she was left to think of was getting him out and his tender and heartwarming words.

"Goodness! How urgent is this for you to call at... four in the morn?" Lauren's sleep-charmed voice managed to say.

"It's a friend of mine. He's in custody," her throat battered as her words flowed in parts, "he needs a lawyer but won't get one. So I need you to help him."

She heard Lauren's sheets ruffle on the other side and a feminine purr that no doubt belonged to Georgina. He exhaled and said, "I'll be at your place before seven, ok? I need to complete my sleep cycle. Had a rough day yesterday."

"Okay."

Louisa was seated at the kitchen island seeping on her second cup of