Page 8 of Her Unflinching Warrior (Omega Sky)
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He waited for just a second. It was sounding bad.
“And what, Jada?”
Nothing.
“Jada?”
Still nothing.
“Jada, talk to me.”
He looked down at his phone.
Fuck!
Their connection had been lost.
He pressed her number to reconnect the call and it went straight to voicemail.
“Call me!”
He texted her.
CALL ME.
He punched in her number again. Voicemail.
Shit!
