*Derrick POV*
I don't know what the hell is happening. I have tried reaching Katrina for hours, but it just goes to voicemail. I will try again in an hour, and if she doesn't answer, I'm not sure what I will do.
I made another attempt at Amber's number, but it just rang until her voicemail finally picked up. I would have found that weird if I hadn't talked to my dad, and he informed me that she was probably sleeping.
I needed to talk to someone, anyone other than my father, but I didn't trust anyone enough in the facility to unload on them. The next thing I knew, I was dialing a number that I probably shouldn't have.
"Hello?" the feminine voice at the other end answered. I instantly regretted my decision, but spoke anyway.
"Heidi? It's DK. How are, um, things?" I asked. Silence. "He
