Jaxon
I felt icky and uncomfortable. I wanted to peel off my skin. I didn't want to believe Sara was right, but now that I was facing the Vitullo family, and Tatiana was proving to be more daunting than expected, I couldn't deny her argument had merit. I needed a way out for Sara. I needed something that didn't land us in more danger. I paced around the office, feeling exhausted and frustrated. I needed something before I talked to Sara again; I had to give her some kind of hope.
I walked quickly back to my desk and picked up the phone. I covered my face in one hand and held the receiver close to my ear in the other.
"Hey Jaxon," he answered with a surprisingly cheerful voice. I smirked a little, happy to hear him sounding so much better.
"Hey. Are you free? Do you have time to me
