As the phone rang, Freya paced about the living room, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor. She had decided to call Trevor after searching for Tessy and the guard without any positive results. If the guard was with Tessy, then Trevor would be able to reach him on the phone since she didn't have his number.
He didn't pick up the first time, so she called again, her fingers trembling slightly as she pressed the screen. The sound of the ringing phone filled the silence, each tone stretching her nerves tighter.
"Miss Freya?" Trevor's voice finally came through, calm and steady.
