Noah
And then the line went dead. The voice was so muffled I couldn't even tell if it was a guy or a girl.
"What the hell...." I mutter and immediately try to return the call. No answer. I rake my hands through my hair worried and confused. What if they were in trouble?
Then it begins ringing again with the same number.
"Hello?" I answer instantly.
"Is this Noah Sterns?" Female voice. And not one I recognize.
"Depends. Who is this?" I growl. I'm done with stalkers and games and whatever this s**t may be.
"It's Phoebe. Umm, Phoebe Jackson." I am taken aback.
"Phoebe, are you in trouble? How did you get my number?"
She lets out a funny sound. "I didn't. Joey Clanton was here and he called you. He's been drinking and said he needed to talk to someone who would understand. He calle
