Sawyer sat alone in the hotel room waiting for Elizabeth to get back. He was sat by his phone the entire time in case he heard anything from Elle or Tyler, and it hadn’t even rung once before he answered it when he did get a call.
It wasn’t Elle, or Tyler, or Elizabeth; it was his sister. And that was almost as concerning.
“Francesca. Please tell me everything is OK, I really can’t leave here right now.”
“Everything is fine. I’ve been sat here waiting for an explanation from you all day, though. What has happened there that made you ask for Elle of all people?”
He felt ashamed that he hadn’t thought to call her as soon as he had some privacy, but she would probably understand why when she heard.
“I needed people to watch over Elizabeth.”
“That isn’t anywhere near a satisfactory expla
