#Chapter 47: A Father’s Call
Raven
The phone in Castor’s hand was silent now, but according to Castor, it had been buzzing all morning. My heart skipped a beat as Neil snatched it from him. He flipped the phone open, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the screen.
“Multiple missed calls,” he muttered, turning the device so I could see. The number flashing on the screen was the same one I had dialed weeks ago—the same number that connected me to my father.
My breath hitched. “It’s him. It’s my dad.”
Neil’s lips pressed into a hard line. I wasn’t sure how my father’s calls had gotten through the spotty cell service out here, but it was clear that he had gotten through multiple times—perhaps he had attempted even more than that and they just hadn’t gotten through.
That thought made my heart pound. If my dad was calling this relentlessly, then that could only mean one thing: something was wrong. Very wrong. Did it have something to do with my business, I wondered?
Neil’s stormy blue g

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