A New Suspect
Daniel winced as he felt his arm go numb from being a pillow for Anastasia's head. The vibration of his phone continued, the caller persistent. Carefully, he pulled his hand from under her, reaching for the phone that lay on the floor, knowing exactly how it had ended up there.
"Yes, Jay?" he answered the call, cracking his neck.
"Sir, the police are asking you to come to the station. There's a new clue." Jayden's voice was upbeat, relieved to finally reach Daniel.
He glanced at Anastasia, hoping she was still sleeping. "I'll be there."
Hanging up the phone, he gazed at Anastasia's face. Smiling, he couldn't hide his happiness. "Damn… how can you be this pretty even in the morning?"