Evelyn blinked at the screen of her phone.
What in the world…?
She left the balcony into the room, meeting Zayne who was drying his hair with a towel. They made eye contact.
"Someone just called me."
"And?" Zayne asked, curious.
She shrugged. "I don't know. They didn't say a word and hung up."
"Let me see."
He extended a hand out for the phone. She gave it to him and he browsed through, furrowing his brows when he saw that the number had no ID.
"Do you know or recognize the number from anywhere?" He looked at her.
Evelyn shook her head. "No. I've never seen the number before. This is the first."
"I'll have it tracked."
"By whom?" she tilted her head at him.
"My brother. He's good with computers. He should be able to track the number and find out who'd contacted you. If it's one of them, then…"
"Then what?"
Zayne handed the phone back to her. "I'll have them eliminated."
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