Before the other person could finish, Timothy York hung up and dialed another number.
The phone rang for a while before it was picked up. Shane Schultz's hesitant voice came from the other end. "Hello, who is this?"
"Ask Summer Thorne where she is right now."
"Ah? You are—" Shane Schultz obviously didn't recognize the voice at first, but after saying those few words, it quickly dawned on her.
'Who else would be calling her, looking for Summer Thorne?'
"It's you!" Shane Schultz said hurriedly. "When I spoke with Miss Thorne earlier, she was at the company—"
"I need to know where she is *now*. This very moment!"
Shane Schultz was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly said, "Please hold on, I'll go find out right now."
With that, she hung up the phone.
Timothy York sat rigidly in his car, his hand tightening on his phone as he slowly closed his eyes.
His phone rang again. He opened his eyes and saw it was a call from Ivan Gray.
Timothy York hung up immediately.
