He pressed her for more details—had Clara mentioned any secret plans, work troubles, or anything unusual lately? Maya dodged nearly every question he asked, giving only short, clipped responses that revealed absolutely nothing. She sounded deeply uncomfortable, even anxious, clearly desperate to end the conversation as quickly as possible.
After another strained, awkward silence, Maya insisted she had to go and hung up the phone abruptly. Adam stared down at his dark phone screen, his pulse racing faster than ever. Maya had sounded scared and avoidant for no good reason. She’d only act that way if Clara had confided something serious, something even dangerous to her.
