Moana
I felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach at the attendant’s words.
“She left quite a while ago. Did you not pick her up?”
“Hold on,” I replied, walking away briskly and trying to stay calm as I dialed the penthouse phone number into my cell phone and asked the concierge to direct me to Edrick’s suite. This had to be some misunderstanding. Surely Ella was safely home. Maybe Amy or Lily got confused with the schedule and picked her up without letting me know.
“Hello?” Selina’s voice said on the other line after a few rings.
“Selina,” I said, trying to sound as calm and collected as possible, “did Amy or Lily pick up Ella from her training?”
Selina was silent for a few moments before responding. “No. That’s your job.” Her voice sounded stern and cold, b
