Liz
I took Zander’s phone and looked at the picture Brady sent. I am sorry, but I am not going to allow that man to intimidate me. It's time to call his bluff. I take my phone and start the record function. I make sure my number stays hidden, and dial the number he wrote on the card, and put the phone on speaker.
Zander shows me to stop, but I shake my head, and he sighs, and raises his hands in surrender. “Damian Storm,” a gruff voice says in answer. “Mr. Storm, this is Elizabeth Caine. I do not appreciate the inappropriate gift you sent me. Last time I checked, I was a happily married woman. I am not interested in your gifts, or the presumptuous summons you sent me,” I say, and he chuckles.
“Don't you like it? It will go beautifully with your hair. I can't wait to see you in it.” he
