From Heartache to Heir

Chapter 18

Lola paced as she held the phone to her ear, her face knitted in worry and her lips pursed.

"Come on, pick up," she mumbled as she dialed the number again. Her mind is in constant overdrive.

The phone kept ringing and ringing but there was no answer. Lola sighed again.

She had been trying to call Archer this whole time but it was to no avail.

Archer roused from his sleep, he checked the time and smiled to himself. He woke up early.

He tried to search for his phone but he couldn't find it.

"Where is it?" he asked himself as he turned over the pillows looking for it.

He ran a hand through his hair, thinking of where he left his phone. His eyes widened when he remembered.

He had packed up his bag and put the flash drive in his pocket then he dropped his phone in the desk drawer hoping to pick it up after it was gone.

"Shit," he had left his phone in the office.

Archer hurriedly showered and dressed for work. The driver dropped him at the usual spot and he walked the rest of the way.

He