Chapter 99

It truly is Spencer Young. I don’t want to lie, this guy songs are exceptional, and I am; let’s say, almost a fan of him.

“Hi.” He says with a rough masculine smile.

Instead of giggling with glee or showing any hint of excitement, my facial expression is deadpan.

“What do you want?” I ask in a bored tone.

He looks nervous and he clears his throat.

“Well, I need your help, I am in danger.” He says, and I chuckle.

“If that’s so, then I think you got the wrong number, champ. This is not 911.” I reply to him and he sighs.

His eyes are filled with worry and another emotion that I can’t seem to decipher.

“Please, it’s not for free, I am going to pay you.” He speaks and then he looks around him, almost as if he is scared that someone could walk in on him while making this call.

I stare at him for a while and I finally give in. At least I know it’s actually him and not some detective trying to set a trap for me.

“What kind of dange