"What the hell?"Still processing what I was seeing, another message appeared. "Check your phone."

The device in my pocket started vibrating immediately. No caller ID, but I answered.

Cold laughter. That was the first thing I heard, not an introduction, nor an explanation.

"She should have chosen better," the voice dripped with amusement. "But I suppose that's what happens when you let your gullible heart make decisions for you."

"Who the fuck is this?" I slammed my hand onto the desk.

"Oh, ...