Evander's POV
"Claire?" I called out, hoping for an answer. But there was only silence on the other end. "Maybe she called me by mistake," I muttered, about to end the call, when suddenly, a man's voice came through. The contempt in his tone was clearly visible.
"Think a phone call's going to stop me?"
What the hell was going on? My pulse quickened as I jumped out of bed and shoved on my shoes.
"Daddy, where are you going?" Eliam asked, wrapping his arms around my leg as he sensed something was wrong.
Then I heard Claire's voice. She sounded frightened, her words trembling through the phone. "This is a crime! You can't harm me!"
"Son, let's go! Your mother seems to be in trouble!" I said as I scooped Eliam up into my arms and rushed toward the door as my heart pounded
The man's voice came back, dark and taunting. "Is that so? Are you challenging me?"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!