Lyanna
I'm at the back of the taxi cab, and Mother is at the front behind the taxi driver. Irene and Nyelle are passed out on each side of me. Mother is probably sleeping too. Hence the ride towards the outskirts of the city is eerily quiet.
Suddenly my purse vibrates, causing me to jerk slightly.
I quickly reach in for my phone, and yes, it's ringing.
I arch a brow when I see the caller's ID. What's he calling me for?
I swipe the accept button.
"Hello?"
A cold rush of tingles attacks my neck, crawling down my spine.
"Sir?" I reply, unsure of what he might say next.
"Miss Sanders, would you like to explain why you're not at work?"
I blink my eyes, pure disbelief knocking me in the head. I sit there, phone beside my left ear, my mouth slightly agape at his question.
"Uh.. sir I already sent an email," I grit my teeth, frustrated that this is happening.
