Texts

Her fingers were trembling, and she shot a nervous glance at the door and sent a response.

Am: Who is this?

She waited for several long minutes for whoever it was to respond and when the response came from the anonymous number, Amalia was even more confused.

A: You have what I want. I want what you have. Let’s switch.

A lump the size of a golf ball blocked her throat and drawing her bottom lip bet