Russell stood frozen in his penthouse, the phone still pressed to his ear even though the call had ended. The voice had been unfamiliar, but the tone,confident, calm, and threatening,lingered in his mind like a specter. He hated not knowing who was on the other side of the line. Power and control had always been his forte, but this mysterious call threatened to tilt his world.
He set his drink down with more force than necessary, the glass clinking loudly on the marble counter. His fingers hovered over his phone as he debated whether to call Angela immediately or wait until he had more information.
Before he could decide, the phone buzzed again, jolting him. The same unknown number flashed across the screen.
Russell hesitated only for a second before answering. "Who is this?"
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