I Returned From Ten Years in the Army to Rescue My Daughter — My Sister Never Knew Who Actually Owned the Estate
Chapter 5 — The Phone Call
Once Hannah had calmed enough to loosen her grip, I reached deep into the lining of my duffel bag and pulled out two things I had not touched in years: a satellite phone, and an encrypted leather folder.
I dialed a direct number, and it was answered on the second ring.
“Gabriel Ortega.”
“Gabriel.
It’s Thomas.
I’m back at the estate.”
A brief pause.
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