Carla Neggers, page 31
“Hello, Emma Sharpe. It’s good to hear your voice.”
Her breath caught in her throat at the Russian-accented voice of the man on the other end. He would never identify himself over the phone, and she would never ask, or guess, or say who she thought—knew—he was.
“And yours,” she said.
A half beat’s pause. “Your man is in danger.”
Colin.
Emma stood up from the bed, the floor cold on her bare feet. “Do you know where he is?”
“Yes.”
He gave her an address in Fort Lauderdale, and disconnected before she could thank him or ask any questions.
Another ghost, she thought, and dialed Matt Yankowski.
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