ALEXANDER’s [POV]
It was about one a.m. in Kentucky. I had been asleep for a few hours when I heard my phone beep. It was the sound of a voicemail.
I was hesitant to get up and look at it.
The day had been horrendous and all I wanted was to sleep for a few hours and forget about it all but I couldn’t ignore it, what if it was Vicki?
I got out of bed and went over to the dresser where I left it. I picked it up and saw that I had two missed calls from her. I suddenly felt panic grasping at my throat.
What if something happened to Michael? I listened to the first voicemail. It was a sweet message, telling me good night.
My heart rate began to settle down and my breathing was just about to return to normal when I listened to the second one.
“Hi Alex, it’s me again
