Chapter 75

Seventy-Five

Nathan

My shrilling phone woke me out of my sleep. That rarely ever happened. My phone hadn't rung at the midnight in a long fucking time.

With a grunt, I reached across the bed to the bedside table so I could pick up my phone. The screen flashed with the name Freckles on it. Cam. Why was he calling so fucking late? It had to be about the investigation we were making.

I swiftly picked up the call.

"Cam?" I mumbled sleepily.

At first, he didn't speak. But I could hear his heavy breathing. He must have found something. Something he was hesitating to tell me. Was he in danger?

"Cam!" I yelled sitting upright. Sleep fled as adrenaline pumped through my veins in large doses.

"It's okay, I'm here," he urged. "I was just... Trying to get over the shock,"

"What shock?" I asked, feeling confused.

"Have you seen Arabella Montgomery, Nate?" He asked and I frowned.

"This again? Cameron, please tell me you didn't call me so you could gush over a woman!"

"Will you call down?