I stared at the screen.
For a moment I actually considered typing back. 'How did you get my number?' But then I shook my head. Of course he had my number.
Someone like Adrian Langford could probably get anyone’s number if he wanted. Still… he could have at least pretended to ask first. I slipped the phone back into my bag.
By the time I reached my office building, my head was still buzzing. I walked inside quickly.
The familiar sound of keyboards clicking and quiet conversations filled the office.
Everything looked normal, which felt strange after the conversation I just had.
I glanced toward Hillary’s office. The door was closed. Good. I didn’t feel like answering his questions right now.
So I walked straight to my workstation.
"Amelia!"
Casey’s voice came immediately. I closed
