As soon as Adrian left for the office, Rhea did not waste any time. She locked herself in her bedroom, pulling out her phone with steady hands, though her heartbeat thrummed with urgency. She dialed Dante’s number, pressing the phone tightly to her ear as it rang.
He answered after the first ring. “Rhea.”
“I have news,” she said quickly, keeping her voice low. “But I can’t talk over the phone.”
Dante exhaled. “I figured. We can’t be seen together so soon either.”
“I know,” she replied, glancing toward the door, ensuring no one was eavesdropping. “Send Izzy. I’ll be in town for shopping. No one will suspect a sisterly outing.”
There was a brief pause before Dante agreed. “Fine. I’ll tell her where to find you. Be careful, Rhea.”
The call ended, leaving her with a heavy sense of antici
