Seven or eight hours had passed, and the battery was already fully charged.
Power on.
After figuring out the location last night, she and Perry Reed had parted ways, and she found no time to contact him while explaining to others.
It was late; she wondered if he was still awake.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Flossie Wright waited for the phone to power on.
As the lock screen appeared, Flossie had just swiped to unlock it when a message popped up.
It was from Perry Reed.
[Call me back.]
Just from these three words, Flossie could picture the unhappy expression on his face as he typed them.
There was no helping it.
This guy, Calvin Ramos, hated making phone calls the most.
Smiling, Flossie exited the message interface and then tapped the call app.
But—
Just as she found Perry Reed's phone number, a new call came in.
It was a string of familiar numbers.
