Phoenix
The meetings dragged on all afternoon. I peeked at my phone when our guest excused himself to the bathroom, and saw the text from Robyn. I stepped out in the hall and gave her a quick call.
“Hey princess, are you missing us so much already?”
“Um, yes, but that’s not why I texted you.” I could practically hear her chewing her lip through the phone. Something was wrong.
I tensed. “What’s wrong, Robyn?”
“Have your meetings finished?”
“Not yet, we’re just on a break. Maybe another hour or so. Now answer the question, what’s wrong?”
“No,” she refused stubbornly. “Finish your meetings first, and then we’ll talk.”
She hung up the phone before I could try to argue with her. I sighed and stuffed the phone into my pocket. By the time I slipped back into the board room, Jack
