286 The Days of Their Lives (II)

Rachael Richardson was a logistics manager at the Amazon headquarters in Seattle, Washington. Currently, she was sitting in her office reviewing some paperwork.

Her cell phone rang and a jolt passed down her spine, then she reached in her purse to grab it. Her heart was pounding and her hands shook so bad that, after she got the phone out, she fumbled it and it dropped to the floor. Coincidentally, the phone landed face up and she saw the name of the caller on the display.

Her face paled and she scrambled out of her chair, then got on her hands and knees and picked up the phone, hitting the button to answer it as fast as she could.

"H-hello?" she breathlessly said.

"The phone rang more than once."

"S-s-sorry... I dropped it when I was picking it up."

The voice on the other side of the call was silent for some time, then it said, "Don't let it happen again."

"I won't," Rachel said, an obvious quiver in her voice.