UNSETTLED DOUBTS
I couldn’t shake the unease after Margaret’s call. The anonymous message had rattled me more than I wanted to admit. Even though Sophia and I had our agreement at the café, doubt kept creeping in. I needed clarity. I needed to hear it from her directly. I sat on the edge of my small couch in the apartment and dialed her number. The phone rang twice before she picked up.
“Evelyn,” Sophia said, her voice calm and slightly surprised. “Twice in one week. To what do I owe the pleasure?”
I didn’t bother with pleasantries. “We had a deal. You agreed to stop interfering with me and Silverline. So why am I still dealing with threats and lost opportunities?”
There was a brief pause. Sophia sighed softly. “Threats? Evelyn, I kept my word. I haven’t contacted any of your investors
