HIS
she murmurs.
"Oh, you have no idea, baby." Then I swipe the bar on my phone over, putting the call on speaker so Finley can hear, too. "Hello, Dad."
Matthias Volkanov is the last person I want to talk to right now, but he must have something of importance to tell me since he rarely calls. Hell, I'm surprised he even has my phone number.
"Luca, I have your schedule of appearances and they begin immediately."
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