Chapter 10

Tristan, who was still holding his phone to his ear, fell silent for a moment. Suddenly and surprisingly, he chuckled softly and remarked, "Leticia is throwing a tantrum, isn't she? Did she get you to play along and trick me? Put her on the phone, please." Tristan switched to an earnest tone and said, "Are you listening, Leticia? I'm sorry, okay? Don't try to trick me by pulling something like this, alright?" "Mr. Colton..." The funeral director was at a loss. In all his years at the funeral home, he'd encountered plenty of families struggling to accept the loss of a loved one. He found that he had reached the limit of his abilities to handle an unexpected reaction like Tristan's. All he could do was comfort Tristan in a hollow voice. "You should come here in person, sir. Just look up Journ City Funeral Home." "Who are you, really?" Tristan grew frustrated at not hearing Leticia's voice. "Are you trying to scam me? Even if this is a kidnapping, put Leticia on the phone! I need