*Michael*
Once I'm in the hall, I open the text message that interrupted my conversations with Shelby
Lucille: Do you know someone named Blaine?
That simple sentence made my stomach drop. He was now contacting family members.
I made my way back to the privacy of my office for the second time in the same night. I closed the door behind me before dialing my cousin Lucille's number.
“Michael, I am so glad you called me. I just had the strangest conversation with someone named Blaine. I was just getting out of the bath when I got a call from an unknown number. Now, usually I don't answer the phone if I don't know the number, but I gave my information to this adorable man at the coffee shop earlier today, so I figured it was him."
“Lucille, this is important; I need you to tell me exact
