Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable
Julian's reply came instantly.
Brother: [Do I need to come get you?]
Even through the screen, she felt the cold, unyielding edge in his tone. Afraid he might actually appear at her door, she dropped her tablet, grabbed her phone, and hurried out.
Standing at his door, she hadn't even reached for the bell when another message appeared.
Brother: [902079. Let yourself in.]
It was the code for the door. For a moment, she froze as her mind leapt. Was it the same way Charlotte had gotten his code? Was she just one of many women who knew it?