Virgil.

I scrolled through my phone and found his cell number. He answered after only one ring.

"Mrs. Rowe?"

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Willow?" I smiled at his insistence on propriety.

He chuckled. "You're going to have to get used to it." I shook my head and sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh. "Virgil, I think I need your help."

"What's wrong? Where are you?" He was immediately on alert.

"I'm at home. Is there any way you could come over here? I need to talk to you about something."

"Yeah, sure. Are you staying there today?...