Valerie Grant lay on her hospital bed, her head throbbing and her entire torso aching.
She glanced over to her right, unable to move the rest of her body, looking at the shattered, blood-stained iPhone.
She felt an immense wave of regret wash over her.
She hadn't meant to get mixed up with all this business of mastermind criminals, stalkers and detectives; she'd just wanted a normal life.
As if that was possible anymore.
But it had all started with the phone call.
ns3.145.42.128da2
