But the phone rang for a long time and no one answered. In the end, an icy female voice came through: "Hello, the number you dialed is unavailable..."
Dylan Flack put down his watch in disappointment.
George Flack comforted him, "It's so late, maybe she's already asleep and didn't hear it."
Dylan nodded and accepted the explanation.
On the other side, at the psychiatric hospital.
Belly Wescott stared blankly at the dark sky outside the window, with no sound around her.
That's how she survived this past month.
Suddenly, her phone on the table rang. After a while, she picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number without a contact name. She didn't answer, knowing George Flack was now monitoring her more closely and all her electronic devices were being monitored.
But what did that matter?
She thought about the laboratory she stumbled upon this afternoon and a plan began to form in her mind.