Chapter 9. Emergency

Calla heard the shower running in the bathroom and picked up the pieces of her clothes scattered around the room. He hadn’t offered her even a robe to cover herself up.

But she shouldn’t expect anything from him. He paid her to please him.

She took the spotless white sheet off the bed and draped it over her body. Then sat down on the edge of the bed, and took her phone out of her purse.

She had three calls from Eli and three texts—two from her brother and one from Luxe. Calla furrowed her brows and checked the time. It was a few minutes past two in the morning, and Eli had called and texted her an hour ago.

She clicked on his messages:

[I fell and hit my head, and there’s blood everywhere. I don’t know what to do. Please come back] (1:09 am)

[Where are you Lyra?! The blood won’t stop! I feel a bit dizzy and you aren’t picking up my call. I’m really scared] (1:13 am)

Then the text from Luxe:

[I know ur at work rn, so I’m texting instead