The woman hands me her phone. “Call him.”
I stare at the contraption. “How?”
“What do you mean how?” She glares at me. “Dial his number and give him a call!”
“I—” I’m beginning to feel a little humbled now. “I don’t know his number.”
She stares at me for a brief second. “You—” She’s about to say something nasty. I can see it on her face. But her expression flickers for a second. “Who are you?”
“Is that important?”
She brings the car to a screeching halt. “You’re not from here, are you?” Fear floods her face now. “No. How did I not see it before? You look just like him.”
My jaw tightens, something tingling in my brain. “Like whom?”
She refuses to answer. “Get out of my car.”
I narrow my eyes. “I’m not leaving Leanna alone with you. I don’t trust you with her.”
“And I’m not taking
