Chapter Seven
Louisa awoke to her phone ringing. She glanced at the caller I.D. instantly more awake as the time was, 4:00 a.m. Why would Annabella be calling her? Why wasn’t she home yet?
“Hello?” She answered.
“It’s Sokolov. Annabella is with me.”
“What’s wrong? Why isn’t she calling me?”
“There was a situation tonight at the club. She’s okay, I’m handling things. She’ll call you later at a decent hour.”
“Is she okay or is she hurt?”
“No questions Louisa. I called you specifically knowing you would understand when I say she is safe with me and things are being handled. She’ll call when she can.”
She swallowed hard. “Understood.” The phone clicked off. Her heart was beginning to race. So Ivan Sokolov knew who she was related to more than likely if his comment was any indication.
