Chapter 45
Brielle
I watch, concerned, as some of the color leeches from Allen’s face and he grips the end of the counter for support.
“Say again?” he says sharply into the phone, then listens as he looks over at me.
“You’re sure about this?”
Another long and foreboding silent pause as Pete speaks to him, and Allen runs his hand through his hair in frustration.
“Stay on it,” he finally says. “Updates as soon as you have them.”
When he sets his phone down and looks at me again, I can clearly see the worry in his eyes.
“What is it?” I ask quietly as I move to hold him.
“Voice analysis,” he mutters. “There’s a male that has been calling you.”
“Yeah, well, we already knew that,” I say with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
“And a female, Brielle.”
I feel my knees start to buckle
