Chapter 50

• After another long day at the office, I stepped outside and made my way to the parking lot. I clicked on my contact list and scrolled down until I found Malcolm’s number. I dialed his number, my thumb tapping against the screen nervously as I waited for him to pick up. I had made up my mind to do this.
• "Malcolm," he answered, his voice gruff, the familiar tone that made me relax a little.
• “Hey, it’s Nora. I need your help with something.”