After a three-hour meeting with the lawyers and Laura, everyone was on board. My body was tired, but I wanted to find Jordan again. I knew she was safe with Erica—or at least hidden—but I still wanted to hold her. I was leaving the bedroom, after washing up and changing clothes, and I was about to call her when Laura stopped me in the hallway.
“You knew about this?” Her tone was sharp.
I frowned. “About what?”
My phone lit up. For a split second, I thought it was Jordan, but it wasn’t. It was Cal. He never called unless he had to.
I held a finger up to Laura as I answered the call, “Cal?”
Laura took the phone from me.
“Laura—”
She listened for one second and then marched to the living room. She grabbed the remote and hit the Volume Up button. As she did, I stopped. Jordan was there
