Freya's POV
That phone call finally brought me some peace of mind. I could actually sleep through the night now.
With the new year approaching, two major fashion shows awaited me domestically. The busy schedule ahead would consume my thoughts completely, leaving little room to miss Mack Ben or feel the slow crawl of time without him.
Just as I prepared to leave the office, my landline rang.
"Hello."
"Is this Freya Colby?" The voice carried professional authority wrapped in politeness.
"Yes, who am I speaking with?"
"Miss Colby, this is national security. Neil Colby is your brother, correct? He has been detained on espionage charges. We require family cooperation for our investigation. Can you report to your nearest precinct?"
The phone felt heavy in my grip as those words crashed down on me like a collapsing building.
Neil Colby, a spy?
