I’m about to place my phone in my pocket when the door barges open, and Sasha appears on the threshold. Her shirt is disheveled, and her face is sweaty.
“Don’t you know how to knock?”
She breathes heavily before she blurts, “Your…your mother was kidnapped.”
“Is that why you decided to stop avoiding me?”
She strides inside, her brow furrowed. “How can you be so calm? Your mom…she was taken in the middle of the road.”
“Were you following my mother, Sasha?”
She swallows. “Is that important right now?”
“Maybe.”
A dark shadow falls over her eyes, making them appear somber. When she stops in front of my desk, her lips roll forward in a strangely adorable pout. “I know your mother isn’t the best person out there, but I’m telling you right now that her life is in danger. I saw it with my o
