Eleanor. As I exited the Merrill Lynch office, it was already half an hour to midnight. Brent was right, Merrill Lynch really did work its interns to the bone. I felt exhausted and cranky, but the moment my phone began to ring, I quickly searched for it in my purse before the call disconnected. Brent wasaway on a three day business trip to New York. He wanted me to go with him, but there was no way I could take time off work.Praying it was him, I looked at the caller ID and sighed when I saw that it wasn’t him. It was an unknown number, which I considered ignoring, but as I was about to take it, the caller disconnected it. “Fine,” I muttered, but then, as I was aboutto slip the phone into my pocket, it began to ring again. It was the same number, so I clicked accept. “Hello?”A man’s authoritative voice came through,“Eleanor Anderson.”“Yes, this is Eleanor . Who is this?”“I’m Henry Leighton, Brent’s father.”I instantly froze, unable to think or move.He went on,“There’s a bl
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