"...Who said that?"
"What?"
"Hello?"
Enora's blood turned to ice.
Every strand of hair rose in quiet agreement.
Cool sweat gathered at the back of her neck as her throat tightened.
The scent of strong coffee reached her at the exact moment the word...
"Georgia."
...left her lips.
Someone...
answered.
Enora pulled her bottom lip beneath her teeth, pressing just har…
