At last… I had proof.
My hands were still wet from cooking, but I didn't even care. I rushed to the sink, scrubbed my fingers clean, and grabbed my phone with shaking hands. My heart was thudding so hard it felt like it was trying to break out of my chest.
I needed to warn Lewis. Right now. The Doltons weren't just "odd." They were connected. They were close enough to touch us.
Beep… beep…
The call rang and rang. No answer.
My stomach dropped.
Was he in a meeting? If he was, he would've texted me. That was his habit. He never liked leaving me hanging.
I tried again. Still nothing.
A cold, sharp panic crawled up my spine. My mind jumped straight to the worst places, the ones I always tried to lock away.
He told me he had plans this afternoon.
What if those "plans" weren't his?
I didn't waste time. I called Theo.
He picked up immediately.
"Theo."
"Ah, ma'am," he said, calm as ever. "What might you need?"
