BY THE TIME WE SETTLED back into our vehicle, I already had a missed call from Pradip. Talking to him wasn’t exactly my idea of fun, but he had information I needed. Information I’d forced him to get for me, so blowing him off probably wasn’t a good idea.
I stared at my phone for a moment longer, trying to work up the willpower to make that call.
“What are you doing?” Hayley asked.
Oh nothing, just wishing I was someone else. “I’m thinking about calling Pradip.”
Raising her eyebrow, Hayley reached out and took the phone from me, hitting the call button and putting the phone to her ear. “Hey there, worker-bee.” What? “Jor wants to talk to you.”
She held the phone out to me, with a self-satisfied grin. I just blinked back at her, stunned by what she’d done. It wasn’t until she started m
