The morning had moved more slowly than usual. Selena sat in her office with the blinds half drawn, the light outside cutting across her desk in narrow stripes. Her laptop sounds softly in front of her, spreadsheets open, notes scattered around. She tried focusing on the reports in front of her, but her mind wandered back to her doctor's appointment yesterday, to the quiet warmth of Jack's arms the night before, to the strange unease that had followed her into the office like a shadow.
The vibration of her phone startled her. Unknown number. She hesitated, her thumb hovering over the screen, then finally answered. "Hello?"
"This is Detective Yez with the NYPD financial crimes division. Am I speaking with Selena Blake?"
Her heart stuttered. "Yes, this is she."
