“hey bro, whats up?” I pick up the call and answer cheerily.
“f**k Sky. It was her. Jasmine is dead.” he simply says.
“what???!!” I scream.
“they found her body mutilated and cut like the rest of the women that have been found. I went there to identify the body Bee….. I-i c-can-’t” his voice breaks and trails off In a choked sob.
“what??! oh no?” I whisper yell as tears fall down my eyes.
“where are you now?” I ask him.
“I’m at the office but I’m about to head home. I can’t deal with work right now.” he chokes out.
“i’ll meet you at home now. I think you shouldn’t drive. I’ll call an uber ride for you.” I tell him, trying to wipe my tears away and speak to him. We can’t both lose our heads.
“okay” he whispers. I swear hearing him sound so broken ruins me and I hang up the call
