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I was a few miles away from Mason Enterprise, but it was the weekend and I doubted Hope would be in the office. So, I turned the wheel toward the mansion instead.
The sun was dipping low behind the skyline when my phone chimed from the passenger seat.
One new message.
Private number.
I frowned. Only a handful of people had access to that line.
I glanced down and my chest tightened.
I’m in trouble. Mall.
“What?” I muttered, reading it again. My pulse spiked, and I gripped the steering wheel tighter.
Hope.
It had to be her. Suddenly I felt a knot twisting in my stomach. My enemies are trying to use her against me. I didn’t realize my fear of Hope being used ran this deep until this instant.
Without wasting a second, I hit the button on my console. “Siri, call Bob.”
The line r
