Chapter Ninety-Four. Distracted.
Hannah’s Point of View.
I am just about to call Liane, when my phone lights up like a Christmas tree. I let out a long sigh of relief, when I see Del’s name flashing up at me.
“Where the hell have you been, Del. I have called…”
“Hannah, babe. Shut up and listen. Do you have a safe room in the apartment,” my mate shouts, clearly in a panic.
“No, why, what the hell is going on?” I ask, not sure what the hell he wants to know that for.
“No time to explain. I need you to get to safety now. f**k…” Del cries out.
“Okay, give me two seconds,” I state, and hang up the phone, calling Liane direct.
“Liane, sorry hun, but I need you, like now,” I say, but before I can utter another word she arrives in my apartment, dressed in a sexy faux leather nurse
