I throw my pen down on the desk, no longer able to keep pretending that I’m not on edge surrounding this call. I pick up my phone, the one I use for rogue communication, and dial the burner’s number. To my surprise, it doesn’t take long for the call to be connected. There’s rustling, and then my breath hitches as her face comes into the screen. I’m tongue-tied, quite literally tongue-tied. As confused as I’ve felt all night, I truly didn’t think my call would be answered. I thought that I’d have to come up with a new plan, which would require me to go in and grab both her and the child. Seeing her face on the screen right now is muddying my thoughts in a good way. I clear my throat and focus on the screen. “So, what happened yesterday? I heard some things.” There’s a quiet that falls over us for a few beats.“I don’t know what you mean.” I quietly sigh, trying to keep my anger in check. “You know I have someone at that pack being my eyes and ears. I know you went to the cells yeste
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