KADE
Just when Michelle was about telling me what she wanted, a call came in. She groaned at the intrusion and pulled her phone from her jacket pocket.
"Oh, look who's calling," she said, and put the phone to her ear. "Yes?"
Shouting. Someone on the other end of the call was definitely angry. Michelle's face changed and there was some surprise I noticed there. Her eyes locked on me like a weapon. She definitely didn't like what she was hearing. I hoped she'd have the opportunity to tell me about it after the call.
"All right," she said. The phone went back in her pocket and she got to her feet. "You're free to go."
I said nothing. My thoughts were on the caller? Who was it? Her husband? That sounded unlikely. I mean, it was certain that he'd tell her to stop if he found out what s
