Chapter 1425

As Terence drew closer, Chantelle's breathing slowed. The car was eventually forced to a stop. Baxter rolled his window halfway down, and Terence's voice came through. "Mr. Salman, may I borrow your phone to make a call?" His slender, clean fingers rested on the edge of the window, his veins clearly visible. He leaned forward slightly, and it was only after speaking that he noticed there were people in the backseat. From the driver's side, he could just make out a little girl in a pink princess dress lying down with her head resting on a woman's lap, but the angle didn't give him a clear view of their faces. Still, a wave of familiarity hit him hard, and something in his gut told him the woman was Chantelle. "Sure," Baxter said as he parked the car, only then remembering Chantelle and Janet were in the back. He quickly handed over his phone. Terence looked away and took the phone. Then, he straightened up and stepped aside to make the call. Baxter rolled up his window and gla