Gail sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at the numbers she got from Freya’s contact list. She had written all three of them out on a piece of paper, and was now trying to decide how to go about her mission.

Her heart wasn't exactly thundering, but it was definitely beating louder than it normally would. She was about to do something she knew was risky. But she had no choice. She needed to start somewhere, and this was the best lead she had so far.

She tapped on Settings on her phone, and ...