Chapter One Hundred and Seventy
There was silence. He hated that saying it hurt her and hated even more that it hurt him.
Her phone rang again.
He sighed, not knowing what to do and he snapped, "Pick the damn call!"
"You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped back.
Then, it seemed the caller had sent a voicemail. The voice came shaking and crying, "You told me if I became your sister's friend, you would kill my father but you didn't and he has ended up killing my mum. You, you…"
Before the voice could continue, a male voice was yelling in the background, "I told you not to call the police. You little witch."
Then the line went silent.
"Who's that?" Ahmet asked.
"Not your business," Asli said as she raced towards the door. She dialed the number but it was off.
Josephine.
The name slammed into her like a missed heartbeat.
"Damn it."
She drove straight to their house.
