Chapter 74

Was eight thirty still too early to call Simon? Would he still be in or had he gone to work… Maybe for one of his early meetings. Sara's nerves were strung out so tightly that she jumped about two feet in the air as the tune of her phone ringing broke shrilly into the silence. She took several seconds to settle her jitteriness before picking up the phone, distractedly noting that the caller ID was ‘unknown’ and hoping whoever it was would get off the phone quickly, so that she could put her own call through to Simon. Before she lost her nerve.

“Sara McCall,” she answered briskly.

“Sara,”

Just her name. Just that one word. And yet Sara knew without a shadow of a doubt that the person on the other end of the line was Simon.

He'd hidden his number to call her? Why? Sara wondered, but instead she said, “How strange, Simon, I was just about to call you…” she told him huskily.

“You were?” She could hear the surprise in his tone. “I was so worried that you wo