The next morning came too quickly.
I barely slept after Claire's call. Every time I closed my eyes, I kept hearing her voice.
Mrs. Eleanor Vance is here.
She wanted to see me.
I had no idea what she was planning, but one thing was certain.
It couldn't be anything good.
Ethan picked me up early.
Marcus was already in the car.
No one talked much during the drive.
Marcus kept checking his phone.
Ethan held the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
I looked out the window, trying to calm myself.
Just before we reached TechEdge, my phone rang.
It was Claire.
"Ms. Morgan?"
"We're almost there."
"She's still waiting."
"Has she said anything?"
"No. She just keeps telling everyone she'll wait for you."
"I'll be there in a minute."
I ended the call.
Ethan par
