LILIANA
The smile slides off my face as I register the unfamiliar voice filling the receiver.
I stutter dumbly, contemplating for a moment if to end the call and take the money that Rachel offered.
I brace myself instead with my fingers tightening around the phone. “Theodore Mikhail. I need to speak with him.”
“You don't go around taking calls without my permission. Get out of my chair.” I hear someone say.
There's a soft shuffle in the background before I hear throat clearing. “Ravasi’s enterprise, Theodore Mikhail speaking. Who am I—”
Now that's the voice I was hoping to hear. Who then was the other person on the line? I refuse to give it another thought.
“Thank God, Theo!” I cry out in a hushed whisper. My next words tumble out in a rush. “I was drugged and abducted to someplac
