You’ve worked so hard to make this happen, and I’ll make things easier for you soon. No name, no explanation. His vision blurred with rage. He stormed into the kitchen, the card trembling in his grip. Claire looked up from chopping tomatoes, startled by his expression.
“What’s this supposed to mean?” he demanded. She frowned, wiping her hands, clearly confused. Daniel shook the card in the air. “Who’s calling you my love? Who are you meeting?” Her face tightened. “Where did you even get that?” she asked, voice sharp.