Chapter 38 The Script

“What’s going on with this case? Why is it fuming?” Sonya rose from her seat and took some steps backwards from the table as she held her bleeding palm. With one hand, she tried to grab her mobile phone from the table.

She dialed Clayton’s number while her eyes kept staring at the fuming case. She held the call as she heard Clayton was in another call. “Come on, Clay…answer my phone. What’s going on with you?” She bit her lower lip as she hid her worry.

At the same time, Clayton tried to reach Sonya by his call. He squinted his eyebrows.

“What’s up?” Marcus stared at him.

“Her phone was busy.” Clayton pulled his mobile phone away from his ear.

Marcus sniffed harshly and opened the fridge to grab two diet Cokes. He opened one can for Clayton.

“Is she working?” He took a sip of coke.

Clayton inhaled. “Hope she is not talking with that vampire.” He leaned backward on the sofa and took a sip of coke. “Jackson told me that she has a project need to accomplish with that vampire…”

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