Tyler McCain had just pulled up in the parking lot when he received a phone call just as he was about to climb out of his car.
It was Nina.
He had been trying to reach her the entire day to no avail and now she was calling him. He didn't hesitate. He quickly picked up the call and put his phone over his ear.
"Jeez! Where have you been? I've been trying to look for you!"
She sighed. "I'm good. Where are you?"
"I'm at home," he was puzzled by how low-toned and tense she sounded. "Where are you, Nina?"
"I'm in the car... I'm coming over at your place. Don't leave!"
"Is everything okay, Nina?" he asked in alarm.
"Just do as I've told you. Don't leave," she hung up.
He was perplexed by the strange call. Strings of strange imaginations crossed his mind, hoping it was not what he t
