I had just parked my car in the garage and sighed when my phone started to ring. I answered the phone. “Hey Kae. I just got home.” Despite my sigh, I was really glad that Kae was calling.
“Ren,” he whispered yelled into his mouthpiece. “Dude, Linda and Glen are on a war path. They are pissed that you aren’t answering their calls or texts.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’ve been ignoring them, I was about to block them. But the software that Tessa installed, flagged their numbers as spam risk and did it for me.”
There was a brief silence. “It can do that? Huh. Well, that would explain why Brandi has been giving me dirty looks and possibly what she thinks looks like a puppy dog look, but in reality, she actually looks like a chihuahua that had a bucket of water dumped on its head. Wait, how were th
