He sent Tiana Grayson's phone number to his own phone. Then, stealthily, he deleted the text and slipped the phone back into Ian Shaw's pocket.
Everything went very smoothly.
He got Tiana's phone number, slipped into the adjacent private room, and called her.
The first call went unanswered, but it at least confirmed the number was active. Lucy had no intention of giving up.
He figured that if his Young Master Joyce was too miserable to sleep, then that woman didn't deserve a peaceful night either.
Tiana Grayson wasn't actually asleep. She'd simply seen an unfamiliar number and chose not to answer. But she hadn't expected the calls to come one after another, with a persistence that promised they wouldn't stop until she picked up.
Finally, thoroughly annoyed, Tiana answered, "Hello?"
She had barely said hello when a displeased, mocking male voice came from the other end. "Well, well, Miss Grayson. Still up so late!"
