“So, protect yourself. Don’t take any independent action these next few days. Wait until I get back.”
Angela smiled. “I’ve noticed you’ve become quite the chatterbox lately. Alright, alright, enough said. I’m going home.”
Angela had just started her car, ready to leave again, when her phone rang. Were they all conspiring against her?
Sabrina’s voice filled the speaker. “Ms. Ballard! Where are you?” Sabrina was her work assistant, handling things in her absence.
Angela frowned. “What is it now?”
“Someone just contacted me. They need an architect, and it’s quite urgent. They asked if you’re available to design for them.”
Angela just wanted a few days of rest. Was it too much to ask? She had barely escaped the film set, and work was already piling up.
Angela glanced at the time. It was
