(Ridge)
I was sitting on the couch when my phone rang.
Unknown number.
I almost didn't answer. But with everything going on, I couldn't ignore calls.
"Yeah."
"Ridge. It's Vanessa."
I sat up. "How'd you get this number?"
"I still have it. From before." She paused. "I know you probably don't want to hear from me. But I need to talk to you. It's important."
"About what?"
"Not over the phone. Can we meet? Just for a few minutes. Please."
I stood up. Walked to the window. "No."
"Ridge, please. I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't serious."
"Then tell me now."
"I can't. Not like this." Her voice changed. Got quieter. "Someone's been following me. Watching my house. I think it has to do with you. With the club."
I stopped. "What are you talking about?"
"I don't know. That's why I nee
