The office grew almost empty after the twilight. Ivy was still working, papers scattered across her desk. Her phone vibrated shattering the silence with a jolt.
The caller ID flickered, a familiar number sending a spark through her. She answered with a snap, urgency lacing her voice, "Did you find anything about her?"
Across the line, a deep, gravelly voice responded. "Miss Bella Dawn has been running from the moneylenders to avoid repaying debts. Her ancestral home is mortgaged as well. To escape the loan sharks and her abusive stepfather, she moved to the city. Interestingly, she has urgently gone back to her hometown. The moneylenders are demanding she repay the debts, or she will lose her house."
The words were like a cruel melody to Ivy's ears. A smile crept across her face. "Well, well… It seems she's in quite the predicament."
