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Dani flipped the covers off her head when the phone started to ring. She glanced at caller ID and didn’t recognize the number. She let it go to voicemail and waited for the little red light; someone left a message.
“Hello, Danielle.”
At the sound of the familiar, deep voice, Dani’s blood froze.
“Baby, when are you going to stop this foolishness and come home? It’s just a matter of time until I see you again.”
She threw the phone on the bed and flew to the front door. Jangling the lock, she exhaled. It was secure. She peeked from behind the curtain. Was someone lurking in the parking lot? Satisfied all was quiet, she climbed back in the bed and turned off the ringer before putting it on the nightstand. Should I call Ellie? It’s just a voicemail. Derek’s not beating down my door.
Dan
