Orlena's POV. "Hello," the voice came into my ear.I stared at the phone, and my hand shook. It felt strange, like a gun pointed at my head. I turned it over once in my palm, like I could not believe I had finally picked up the phone to call. "Orlena?" The voice waited for me to answer, patient, like it had been sitting there all day just for this.Dr Gran's voice."Dr Gran!" I said, and I moved the phone to my other hand. My fingers were cold and damp with sweat.I grabbed the pillow beside me and pulled it against my back. It helped me sit up straight, straightened my hurt spine, and gave my back something to lean into."Thank God I finally reached you," I said. My voice was thick. I had to push the words out one at a time, like I was carrying them up a hill.I did not let him speak, nor could I afford the silence."Dr Gran, please, can you help me reach Mr Brent? The CSO? Please, it's urgent, sir."I stopped. My heart pounded in my ears, loud enough to drown out my own breathing.
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