Chapter 4

I was at the construction site, double-checking the blueprints with the crew, when my phone buzzed. The caller ID showed a number I didn't recognize.

"Hello, is this Isabelle?" the voice on the other end asked.

The voice sounded familiar. It was Phoebe.

"It's Phoebe," she said. "Let's meet at the café downstairs from your studio." She sounded like she wasn't taking no for an answer.

I checked my watch. I had an hour before my next meeting.

"Sure," I replied.

I hung up, took off my hard hat, and drove back into the city.

When I walked into the…