CHARISSA GRABBED A bottled water from the fridge when we got back to the hotel. She took a
sip of it before going to bed. I played with her hair until she fell asleep, and I was surprised by
how content I was while doing it.
My fingers were still buried on Charissa's hair strands when my phone suddenly rang. I
furrowed my brows upon checking who was calling. It was my secretary. Thus, I canceled it.
I was about to put my attention back to my girl when my phone rang again. I tried to ignore it,
but it just wouldn't stop. I heaved a sigh and got up from bed to answer it. I was worried that
the noise might disturb Charissa's nap if it kept on.
Walking to the living room, I settled on the sofa and finally answered the call. "Felicia?"
The desperation and terror in my secretary's gasp
