I jumped, quickly snatching my phone to check who was calling. As my eyes narrowed, I glanced at them in the room and said, "It's Clara."
Gevena's brow furrowed immediately, "Why is she calling you?"
I slid my finger to accept the call, putting it on speaker. Clara's voice, tinged with an urgency, echoed in the room, "Ms. Aaliyah, I need to see you."
Everyone present was taken aback by Clara's words. After all, we all knew that Clara stood on a blurry line between friend and foe.
After surviving a life-threatening ordeal, her sudden call and urgent request to meet were suspicious. It was even more puzzling considering at the last cocktail party, Clara was clearly on the opposing side.
I had suspected that Jerome was the one who had called Clara away during the party. However, Hannah had witnessed a different scenario Renata was the one who had stealthily handed Clara two pills, instructing her to wait for further commands.
It was because of that exchange that I was able to dodge a bullet that night, otherwise, I would've been the one embarrassed at the party.
I took a moment before responding, my tone icy, "Can't you just tell me what's up over the phone?"
Clara was firm in her reply, "Ms. Aaliyah, I can't explain it over the phone."
"Why do you have to tell me?" I feigned disinterest.
"Because it's something you'd want to know. I'm not even sure if I should tell you, and I might be overstepping my bounds." Clara sounded a bit resentful, but quickly regained her resolve, "But I only trust you."
"Fine. Let's meet then." I agreed without hesitation, curious to hear what she had to say.
And I wanted to use this opportunity to gauge her intentions. What was she up to?
Clara immediately asked, "Are you home? I can come to you." She sounded rather impatient.
"I'm not home. You set the time and place, I'll find you."
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