Chapter 75

• Was eight thirty still too early to call Simon? Would he still be in or had he gone to work… Maybe for one of his early meetings. Sara's nerves were strung out so tightly that she jumped about two feet in the air as the tune of her phone ringing broke shrilly into the silence. She took several seconds to settle her jitteriness before picking up the phone, distractedly noting that the caller ID was ‘unknown’ and hoping whoever it was would get off the phone quickly, so that she could put her own call through to Simon. Before she lost her nerve.
• “Sara McCall,” she answered briskly.
• “Sara,”