Since everyone else had gone out, I busied myself dusting the shelves in the living room.
I was listening to some instrumental music when the telephone suddenly rang.
I quickly wiped my hands and answered it.
“Hello?”
“Miss Cassie?”
I recognized the voice immediately.
“Darren?”
Relief filled his voice.
“Thank goodness.”
“Are you at the mansion?”
“Um… yes.”
“I need a favor, I’m in a bit of trouble.”
My heart leapt. “Oh my God, are you being chased by loan sharks?”
“What? No, I’m stuck in traffic.”
“Oh…”
Usually when someone says that in my town it means their credit was due. I guess it’s different here.
“I urgently need some documents delivered to Sir Azrael’s office.” His voice sounded unusually frantic. “I was going to ask Colton, but he isn’t answering his phone. Is he t
