First message
The phone continues to ring. Third try. Withheld number and still Phillip Nottingham isn't picking up the phone.
Delilah stares at it ringing on her desk, speaker on, and Nottingham's number staring back at her as it rings.
Fuck, Delilah hisses, hitting the phone off the desk and running her hands through her hair frustratingly. Why did you take Phillip Nottingham's kid Rex? she mutters, looking at her younger brother standing in front of her desk, worry in his blue eyes.
It seemed like a good idea! They were just there! Rex says defensively, his hands crossed over his chest. Nottingham has more money than the Darlings -
It wasn't about the fucking money Rex, Delilah snaps, cutting him off. It was about making a fucking point the Monroes aren't to be messed with.
Delilah stands, picks the phone up off the floor and shoves it at Rex. Ring again and if they don't answer I'm making a goddam point you don't ignore me.
Delilah walks to the library where Ellis is keeping you. You are tied to a chair, slumped, still asleep from whatever Rex knocked you out with. He's not answering the goddam phone, Delilah snaps, arms crossed.
Really? Nottingham isn't answering when his child's been kidnapped? Ellis asks incredulously, looking at his sister.
Really, Delilah replies, sighing loudly. I don't think this is a mess I can fix easily. Ellis stands, walking to the door. When they wake, find out why their father isn't answering the phone.