Julia Locke POV:

The phone rang for several minutes before the person on the other side picked up.

“Hello?” a sleepy voice answered.

I couldn’t blame them. It was nearly 4:00 in the morning after all.

“Hello, Rob,” I greeted. “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

“Julia Locke?” Rob asked back after a long pause. “Yes, it’s been … what, fifteen years?”

“Fourteen years, seven months, one week, three days,” I corrected just so ...