Cole
When I saw a call on my phone from Olsen, we had sorted out all that needed sorting about Diane’s release, so I knew it wasn’t about that, and if it wasn't about that, it meant it was something different and serious because Olsen rarely called to say hello. A knot of apprehension formed in my stomach. What was happening outside, and the protest could be anything. The last thing I wanted was to have a disturbing discussion on the phone while spending time with my wife and child. I stepped out of the room quietly, careful not to disturb the peaceful moment.
"Hello," I said, pressing the phone to my ear. The tension in my voice was evident, and Olsen picked up on it immediately.
"Hey, is Ivory there?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically shaky. I glanced back through the slightly
