Delilah stared at her phone screen as Marco’s name glowed brightly. Her heart gave an unexpected jolt.
"Why is he calling at this time?" she wondered.
Her heart raced, the usually cold and calculating parts of her mind momentarily disrupted.
She glanced around the hospital ward, ensuring no prying eyes or ears were nearby. The ward was still, only the faint hum of machinery and distant footsteps breaking the quiet.
She pressed the answer button.
"Excuse me," she said coolly to Gino, who raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
Delilah walked out of the ward, her heels clicking softly on the floor. Only once she was in the empty corridor, her back against the wall, did she lift the phone to her ear.
"Hello?" she said, her voice steady.
"Hi," Marco’s familiar, deep voice came through
