EIGHTY

New Plans

Hayden raised the phone to his ear. He’d had Lolita’s number before, but he had never thought of calling her. There were so many loose ends, so many questions he wanted answers to. When Samantha had reached out to her in his house, why had she gotten through? He could swear that Sammy had spoken to Lolita on the phone before embarking on her ominous journey.

The line was ringing. He was as stiff as the hands that clutched the phone, but Hayden remained composed. He wanted to hear her voice, and he would. Just when he was about to give up, the line clicked, indicating that someone had answered the call.

“Hello?” came the voice.

It was high pitched, breathy and female, like the person on the other end had been dancing before he interrupted. Hayden tensed, willing for her to speak again. It sounded like Lolita, but with a weird undertone.

“Hello?” came the voice again, now impatient. “I don’t have all day, what do you want?”

Hayden sucked in a sharp breath. It was Tes