Hailey's POV

I stared at Calix standing in my doorway looking like he'd crawled through hell to get here, Evans beside me was a wall of tension.

"Nancy is asking for me?" I repeated, trying to make sense of his words.

"Yes," Calix nodded frantically, "she keeps saying your name, she won't calm down until she sees you."

"That's impossible," I said coldly, "she doesn't even know me"

"That's what I thought too," Calix's eyes locked on mine, "but she does, she knows things about you Hailey, things she shouldn't know."

My skin prickled, "what kind of things?"

"I can't explain it here," he glanced nervously at Evans, "you need...