It’d been instant replies up until that point and now nothing. I dialed his number.
He answered, “Claire?”
“Hi!"
“Hey, Baby. It’s late. You still up?”
“I’m so happy to hear your voice.” I started to shiver.
“Me too. Miss you. Sorry I haven’t texted you today yet. Been a bit nuts. I should be home in 2, maybe 3 days, though. Why you up so late?”
“Azriel.”
“What?” His voice changed. He knew something was wrong, “What, Baby. What?”
I told him what’d happened.
“f**k! f**k, f**k, f**k!” He growled, “I’ll deal. Go to sleep. Don’t stress.”
“Don’t stress?”
“No. I’m calling Dare. I’ll get to the bottom of it.”
“Kay,” I whispered.
“Claire?”
“Hmm?”
“Love you. Good catch.”
“Yeah. Love you.”
“Save the messages. My brother might need to look at your phone.”
We said goodnight. I didn’t
