I was startled awake by my phone's shrill ring. I grabbed it groggily while staring at the screen. A confidential number. My stomach rumbled as I contemplated my response. I wasn't sure I could handle another twist after all that had transpired in the last several days.
I put the phone to my ear and swiped to answer the call. "Hello?"
There was a familiar, cold voice on the other end. "Amelia, good morning. It's Ryan.
I tensed up and tightened my hold on the phone. "What are you looking for?"
With a tone full of faux innocence, he responded, "Oh, nothing much." "I wanted to inform you that you have some intriguing adversaries."
"What are you discussing?" I sat up in bed and demanded.
The deep, ominous sound of Ryan's laughter chilled me to the bone. Did you think you could play me like a fool, lie to me, and get away with it? You have no idea who you're dealing with, my dear.
I said in a shaky voice, "Ryan, I don't have time for your games."