CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Evvie’s POV:

“Vi?” Pixie called out, but I was too much in a shock to answer.

“It can’t be.” I whispered, staring down at the seal.

There’s no mistaking it.

I moved to open the letter when my cellphone rang from the counter.

Pixie stood up and grabbed my phone before her eyes snapped to me. A hint of urgency tainted her eyes.

“It’s Barrak.”

My brows furrowed and I huffed. Of all times he could possibly call me… What the hell did he want at this time of day?

I nodded to her like I suddenly lost the ability to speak. She nodded back and cleared her throat as she lifted the phone against her ear.

“Yeah, boss?” She chirped with her usual cheery voice, but her face remained indifferent. It was a new sight, since Pixie rarely had any serious moments.

I gripped the letter in my hands as I kept my eyes locked on Pixie.

“Uhh… Sure.”

She walked over and extended the phone to me.

“He said he wants to talk to you. He knows you’re here.”

‘By the way, he sent someone to follow you for the past few