Lucien

His gravelly voice came over the phone, and Danielle scowled, expecting a reprimand.

But there was only the sound of his breathing as he waited. After a while, he rasped out tersely,

“What?’ 

‘Boss’ she said, her palms sweaty, not sure if she was doing the right thing, lending hope to his man who was going through his own private purgatory.

‘Boss, I …think...’ She began.

He roared, ’The f*ck you called me, woman, to tell me what you ...