Nicola was fixing herself a cup of tea in the kitchen when her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller’s ID. It was Blake. Maybe he was calling to ask about Iris. The little one was away with Alma. Still, it was nice to hear his voice, no matter the reason for this call.
“Hi,” she replied, trying not to sound too enthusiastic.
“‘Hi, Nik,’” he replied. “‘Listen, I’m still with Norman. We’re still working on the right strategy to go after Claire.’”
“Okay…”
“‘I just wanted to let you know that I’ll be a little late.’”
‘He is acting like a real husband…’ she thought.
“S-sure,” she mumbled, totally surprised. “But you’ll skip dinner… Have you already eaten?”
“‘Yes, I did. Norman ordered some pizza, and we ate in his office. An early dinner.’”
“Oh… Okay. Good,” Nicola mumbled again. “H
