-Corrine-

“Who are you?! Where’s Trevor?!”

My panicked question didn’t receive an answer. Instead, I heard the caller chuckle softly and say, “See you soon, Corrine.”

Then the call ended.

I stopped near the rows of bookshelves. Andrew and Eva, who had walked ahead, also stopped and turned toward me.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Andrew asked as he approached me. He gently cupped my chin, lifting my face so we could look at each other.

My phone was still in my hand, and now my hand was trembling, either from anger or fear—I wasn’t sure which

Noticing this, Andrew quickly took the phone from my hand and slid it into the...