Damien's POV
The phone Sophia had ignored buzzed again an hour later.
She was in the main room with Lena and Mei, the three of them on the large couch with the particular settled quality of people who had decided they were staying there for a while. Mei was talking. Lena was listening. Sophia had her legs tucked under her and her head tilted slightly the way she did when something interested her.
I watched from the doorway for a moment.
Then I went to my office because Sunday or not there were things that needed attention and doing nothing for an entire day was apparently my limit.
I had been at my desk for twenty minutes when Sophia appeared.
She put her phone on the desk in front of me.
I looked at it.
A message. Not unknown number this time. A name.
Richard Black.
One line.
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