Ethan
I was woken by the insistent ringing of the phone. I opened my eyes with difficulty, still caught between sleep and reality. The room was dim, barely illuminated by the faint light that was beginning to filter through the curtains. Beside me, Clara was fast asleep, nestled against my chest. Her breathing was calm and steady. For a few seconds, I hesitated before answering.
The phone vibrated again. I carefully stretched out my arm so as not to wake her.
The screen displayed the name Nathan Cole.
I frowned. It was five in the morning. If Nathan was calling at this hour, it was because he had found something.
I swiped my finger across the screen.
"Nathan?"
"Mr. Blackwood."
His voice sounded the same as always, calm, unflappable. That was what impressed me most about him… He co
