Paityn's POV:
My heart started to beat out of my chest so hard that it was causing pain in my ribs. My hand on my phone was starting to shake and my breathing was uneven. This is the first phone call that I have received in regards to the investigation since that night we found that storage unit. I had been so distracted with everything that I had actually forgotten about it. Just too much is going on to keep my mind wrapped on it all without it spinning out of control. I don't know how I'm going to get through this or keep my sanity by the time this is all done and over with.
"Mrs. Thompson? Are you still there?" I heard on the other side, which pulled me out of my thoughts and brought my attention back to the present.
"Ah, yes. Sorry. Please, can you start over?"
