LIAM RYDER
I killed the engine, but I didn't move out of the car, yet. A sigh escaped my mouth while my hands still rested on the wheel, the weight of tomorrow's meeting with the so-called investor pressing on my chest like a stone.
Just as I opened the door, my phone buzzed in my pocket.
It was Giulia again.
I stared at the screen for a brief second, wondering why she was calling again. She'd called last night, randomly, but the line had gone dead by the time I called back. Now, here she was, calling again, same late hour.
I debated for a moment. Finally, I picked it up. Her voice came out smooth and calm from the other end.
“Hello, Liam.”
I checked the screen again. I just wanted to be sure it was really her. And, yep, it was Giulia. She'd never called me by name like that. Not un
