Chapter 154: I'll Make Him Pay

Roman It was a little after two in the morning when my phone began ringing on the nightstand, disrupting the peace and quiet. The sound was sharp enough to rattle me awake, and loud enough to make Savannah stir beside me while mumbling something incoherent. I reached over, careful not to jostle her, and turned down the volume. But the screen flashed again, insistent. Savannah blinked drowsily, her lashes fluttering as she rubbed her eyes. “Who’s calling?” she asked, her voice still thick with sleep. I squinted at the caller ID. “It’s the private investigator,” I said, sitting up against the headboard. “The one handling the Zane case.” That woke her up completely. She pushed herself upright, hair messy and eyes wide. “Well, answer it! He might have news about Chloe—or Zane!” I accepted the call and put it on speaker. “Cole?” “Sorry to wake you, Mr. Blackwood,” came the man’s gruff voice, faint static lining the edges. “It’s fine,” I said, rubbing a hand down my face. “Tell me you’ve got