Cheryl paced about in her room. She was torn and confused. She didn't know what or how to feel about her mom. Was she someone to trust or not. She groaned in frustration and sat on her bed wishing more than anything that all this drama in her life would just end already.

She picked up her phone to call Susan when another call came through. It was from a strange number.

"Good morning!" came a lady's voice. "Am I on to Miss Cheryl Johnson?"

"Yes? Who am I speaking with please?"

"This is Lana. I'm calling as regards to your internship with Valencio & Co. We'd like to know...