Janna, after much thought, decided to call Freed. She reached out and grabbed the phone from the nightstand, dialed his number, and after three rings, she heard,

"Miss me?" he answered with a sensual voice as he was arriving at his apartment.

"Freed! Are you busy? We need to talk," she whispered uncertainly; he noticed it in her tone of voice.

"I'm coming over," he didn't let her respond, hung up the phone, grabbed his car keys, and left.

After 10 minutes, the doorbell rang. Janna jumped, nerve