MICHELLE's P O V
I was awakened at exactly five in the morning by a phone call from an unknown number. I answered my phone lazily, with my eyes still closed, still feeling sleepy. ‘‘Hello...,’’ my voice came out muddled as well, and I tried clearing my throat, but it was to no avail.
A deep voice coming from a man could be heard saying, ‘‘Miss Rivers, my name is Gabriel, and I'm here in front of your apartment right now to pick you up…’’
‘‘Gabriel…?’’ I couldn't help but scowl in bewilderment as my eyes shot open wide. ‘‘Gabriel who? I’m sorry, but I don’t know someone---’’
‘‘I’m Mr. Ellison’s driver, and he ordered me last night to pick you up today because he needs his coffee early in the morning. It is expected that he will awake about 5:30, and you ought to be---''
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