KRISTEN 

"Kristen speaking," I murmured into the receiver and held it with my shoulder to my ear while my fingers busily typed orders into the computer on the table.

"Kristen ."

I knitted my brows, my fingers pausing as I tried to filter the voice.

"Dija?"

From the other end, a hum I recognized aroused from pity, filtered into my ears. 

"You are a strange man, Kristen ." She paused for a while, and I was left to ponder why she had called my office line ...