Lucas’ POV

I was busy working away in my home office this morning. I had several conference calls and one annoying video conference with my father. I wrapped the first bulk of assignments by noon and was on my third cup of coffee. Ethan walked in, holding my cellphone up so I could see.

“Call for you, sir.” He said, politely.

“Who is it?” I asked, never bothering to look up.

“A Ms. Ann Shelton. She’s from the language institute.” ...