MIA'S POV
When I got home that evening, Rod called me. I did not want to take the call at first, but it was hard to pretend that he was not calling. His voice came slow and powerful when he spoke and I caught my breath at first.
"You went to Philadelphia today, did you, baby?" He asked.
I grimaced. When did he start calling me that? And how did he know I had been to Philadelphia?
"What do you mean? I mean, how did you know that I was in Philadelphia?" I asked him, hearing his low chuckle after I finished speaking.
"Have you been spying on me or sending people to watch me? Or do you have folks who listen in on my conversations?"
The questions made him chuckle again. But he didn't say anything in response immediately.
"Where are you and what are you doing now?" He asked again, evadi
