Clara accepted the call and placed it against her ear. She knew this call originated from a satellite phone and expected a delay. So she opted to wait for Julia to say something. We don’t need to cut each other off.
“I need help,” Julia whispered.
Once more, suspecting something and having it confirmed were entirely different matters. Actually hearing those three words strung together soured the contents of her stomach.
“Did someone forget to look after their friends?” Ethereal taunted. “Again?”
“I think they’re human traffickers…and there’s no way I’m getting out of this,” Julia added.
Even though Julia was whispering, she was on the cusp of panic. That additional detail did not help her maintain a steady heart rate.