Before going to bed, Stefan checked his phone and saw the message from Tristan. He raised his eyebrow in displeasure but he kept his mouth shut while calling back the number who disturbed his quality time with Cayenne earlier.
Across the wide expanse of sea, on another country, Artemis was holding her phone tightly on her side. She has given up. Fifteen minutes have passed since she tried reaching out to Cayenne to no avail. Elia had been knocking on the bathroom door to check on her but she didn't dare come out. She didn't want to see the incredulous expression on someone's face thinking that she lied to her.
"Just give me a moment! I'll try one last time. She's probably sleeping. It should be evening in her time zone." She yelled out from the bathroom so Elia could hear her words.
"Then, let's do it again tomorrow. I can wait." Elia insisted, wanting to go back to work. Their director must be looking for them now. "Also, I have a patient to check on."
