She stopped in her tracks, her heart pounding. What could this mean? The warning was clear, but who had sent it? And why?
Fumbling with her phone, Yvonne tried to call the number, but no one picked up. She stared at the screen, the unfamiliar digits glowing. Was it Helen? Her fingers trembled as she compared the number Helen used with the one that had just texted her. They were different. Could Helen have used a different number?
Yvonne couldn't help but panic a little. Could this be the same person who poisoned her daughter? The thought made her blood run cold.
She dialed another number. "Ezra, I need your help with something."
"What is it?" His voice was calm.
"There was a strange number who texted me, but I don't know who it is. Can you figure out who the person is and let me know?"
"Okay," he replied. "That is not going to be hard to do."