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After Peyton was sure that Luca was asleep, she walked to the sitting room and picked up her phone from the center table. Peyton looked at her phone inbox and could see Charles’ message. She quickly sat on a couch and dialed the number.

“Hello! Professor MacPherson!” Peyton said.

“Hi! Please, who is on the line?” professor MacPherson said.

“It’s Peyton, Charles’ wife,” Peyton said.

“Oh! Peyton! How are you? How did you get my phone number?” Professor MacPherson said.

“I am fine. Charles forwarded your phone number to me,” Peyton said calmly.

“Charles? Is he back?” professor MacPherson said.

“Not really; he sent your phone number as a message to my phone,” Peyton said.

“Alright. I was at your house in the early hours of the morning,” Professor MacPherson said.

“Margaret told me; that’s why I am calling you now. Is anything the problem?” Peyton said.

“Nothing