It had been a long day for Damien. Meetings. Business deals. The final day of The Morelli Auction. A headache that refused to go away. He had thought that drowning himself in work would keep his thoughts occupied, but it hadn't.
Damien was still fuming from his last phone call with Ryan. How dare he ask him if he was playing games?
Did anything look like a game to him?
Before Damien could entertain more aggressive thoughts, his phone vibrated against the desk.
A single glance at the screen made the night take a different turn for him.
Chloe? Chloe had never called Damien since the day they met, so why was she doing so now?
He stared at the phone, the call ringing out as he sat motionless.
He didn't answer.
Seconds passed and the ringing stopped.
And then, a voicemail notification popped up.
Damien hesitated before pressing play.
"Damien… it's me….Chloe." A shaky voice started. Damien listened to the voicemail until the end.
