Morgan’s POV

I was in my hotel room when a call came in from Alora.

I frowned, staring at my screen. I just left her, so why was she calling?

Then my mind began to spiral. What if something had happened?

On the fourth ring, I picked up the call.

“Are you alright Chula”?

“Please can you come pick me up”? She asked.

“Are you okay”?

“Please just come” was all she said before the line went dead.

I called her back immediately, but she didn't pick up, and my mind went back to ...