'Impossible. Evan Fairchild is still in Rockwellburg. He's been very busy lately; otherwise, he definitely would have come to Jansburg with her.'
"You just charmed the soul right out of me. Didn't you see that wisp of my spirit I lost? It's hovering around you," Evan Fairchild texted back.
And it was a voice message.
Melody Monroe quickly yanked off her headphones. 'This is too much. It's just too much!'
Her ears were bright red.
"You scared me! I really thought you had come to Jansburg!"
"Once I'm done with my work, I'll come to Jansburg to be with you."
"Okay," Melody Monroe replied with an emoji.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"I just got a call from Jasper Rockwell. He's already in Jansburg. Once Mr. Langdon is done, we're all going to get a meal together."
'Zane Langdon again!' Evan Fairchild's senses tingled. The way Zane Langdon looked at Melody Monroe wasn't right. It was a man's sharp intuition for a rival.
