PHOEBE'S POV.
The phone slipped through my fingers and landed in the sink with a loud sickening sound. Maybe it was because my head was already throbbing but it rang in my head and caused me to whince
Thankfully there wasn't water in the sink and I retrieved the phone with slow calculated steps, as if I was afraid the phone would burn me if I touched it. The image was still on the screen, mocking me like old enemies.
I flipped to the next picture with shaking hands and almost let myself sit on the floor. The last one was the highlight of it all. A forth message popped in just then and though my mind screamed at me to ignore it my hand pressed to open before I knew it .
"Things doesn't look good for you. It seems you're loosing your position gradually Mrs Arrindel."
I repeated the message over and over again as if it was a spell I was casting. I went back to have a look at the pictures once more. Then read the message like five more times.