"Honey, your phone is ringing. It has been for sometime. Can't you hear it? Why don't you answer it?" George casually and absent mindedly told Holley.
"Oh, I didn't hear it. Sorry!" she mumbled and stiffly straightened her back. She told George reluctantly,"Please give me a moment to answer this call."
She hurriedly got off the car and walked away as she picked up the call. She heard a cheery greeting as soon as she answered. Her hair stood on end in fright at the sound of the voice coming over her phone. She could never forget that voice her entire life. She was often frightened awake by the sound of that voice in her dreams at night.
"Hey, long time no see, Yvonne," the man on the other side of the phone greeted her. At once, her unsavoury past, which she had tried hard to forget in the past three years, overwhelmed her mind. Holley held her phone in a firm grip so as not to drop it.
The voice was the reason for her many nightmares.
"Why are you calling? How did you get my number?" Holley asked in a quivering voice. She pressed the phone nervously and tightly against her ear.
She was scared of the man and hated him deeply from the very depths of her heart.
"Hey, that's a silly question. I am missing you so much. It has been a long time since we met each other. So, I'm just calling to catch up," the man replied drowsily. It was none other than Ferry. Three years ago he took Charlie away from Autumn. Thereafter he went abroad and hid himself on a small, remote island. Even though Charles had tried every means to seek him, he would not have found any trace of Ferry.
The small island had been located and chosen by him as his hideout much in advance of his flight. Everything he needed for a comfortable living was available there. He had lived a good, carefree life for the past three years.
"Listen carefully to me, Ferry! I'm no longer the same person I was three years ago!" Holley nastily hissed between clenched teeth,"And I don't want to receive any calls from you. Please leave me alone! Or, I'll..."
Abruptly, she stopped talking.
She just realized that she was on shaky ground. Much as she wanted to warn him and threaten him not to call her, she was at his mercy.
Ferry knew all he
iskly as he was anticipating her question. Holley frowned as she remembered everything that had happened between Leila and her. It was definitely not a friendly and agreeable relationship they shared. She retorted,"Ferry, are you sure you are finding me an ally and not a major headache?"
"Yes, I admit she is stupid. But she's bold, right? I believe she'll do whatever you ask. I don't think her stupidity will be a shortcoming to you," Ferry spoke straight and to the point,"Just listen to me. She will be a lot of help some day. Think of her as a tool, your secret tool."
Holley hesitated for a while before she agreed,"Okay fine, I will accept her. However, first you must assure me that she will listen to me without question. Otherwise, I will kick her out without notice!"
"Of course," Ferry spoke in an offhand manner,"I hope you two cooperate perfectly in the future. I will be waiting for the good news."
"All right then. I am done here," he finally said,"I've done what I needed to do. I'll leave everything in your capable hands now. Since I didn't kill Autumn three years ago, I hope to do so this time. Don't let me down!"
As they had a common enemy, they should unite to bring Autumn down mercilessly.
The moment she hung up, George came to her and called out,"Come on, Holley! Let's go!"
She walked up to him hurriedly, but paused instead of getting in the car. "George, I am sorry but you have to go home alone. I need to see a friend. It's urgent!" she said.