It had been nine days since Kelvin saw his wife, and the agony was eating him from the inside. Though they had maintained constant communication, it couldn’t compare to seeing her.
He exited the room he had been forced to lodge in until the contracts were finalized and started down the hallway. People brushed past him as he made his way to the elevator, everyone minding their business. He tapped on Leila’s number, waiting for the call to connect. Stopping on the first floor, he made his way to the pool for a new scenery. It was surprisingly empty, but he appreciated that.
Leila was not picking up. She must be in Freya’s house because she told him she would go there to spend another night.
Today was Thursday. He hoped to get out of New York by tomorrow morning.
Though they barely ha
