Leave a Trace: Book Three

Chapter Fourteen: Suspension Damage

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Chapter Fourteen: Suspension Damage

A loud phone ringing forces me out of a deep sleep. I feel movement next to me.

"Somebody answer the phone." One of the kids groans from somewhere in the dark hotel room. I shift my head on Zane's arm and push myself into an upright position, looking for the source of the noise.

I notice a dull light on the table next to my bed and I realize it's my phone upside down.

"Rose." Zane says, his voice deep with sleep. "Get the phone."

I grab it groggily off of the side table and flip it over, my eyes watering from my light. I blink away the tears to read the screen.

Alice.

It's three in the damn morning!

I angrily press the green button.

"What?" I hiss into the receiver.

"I need to talk to you." She says.

"Alice!" I whisper harshly. "Do you know what time it is?"

"Please, I need to talk to you."

She sounds...weak. She sounds like she's crying.

"Please?" She begs.

"Fine."

I stumble out of bed and use my phone as a light for the room key.

I can't find it.

"Zane, where is the room key?" I ask.

"Rose, go back to bed." He whines.

"Where is the key?" I repeat.

I hear him mutter something under his breath and a slapping sound.

"Here." He grumbles. "Tell me sister she stole my warmth." He adds under his breath. I take the card and step around the kids that got the floor, walking out into the hall and shutting the door quietly behind me.

"What is it, Alice?" I sigh, pressing the down arrow for the elevator.

"Belle, I'm pregnant."

My heart stops.

"What?" I whisper.

"I'm pregnant." She says. I can hear her voice shaking.

Shocked, I pull the phone away from my ear and hang up on her, frantically scrolling through my recent calls until I see her name. I call her on FaceTime instead, walking onto the elevator.