Simon Adler's hand trembled, and he nearly dropped his phone.
He quickly steadied it, his voice anything but calm. "Are you insane?!"
"You're so young, what is this nonsense you're talking about!"
"Did something happen to you?"
"Did they... do something to you?"
"Are you at school right now? Can we meet?"
He fired off a volley of questions without giving Mia Grant a chance to answer.
Finally seizing an opportunity, Mia Grant quickly said, "Calm down. It's not what you think. I just need to fake my death to get away."
"Nothing bad happened. I just... suddenly want to do this."
"It would be best if you could help me. Of course, if you can't, that's fine too."
"Don't stress over it."
"You can think about it, but I hope you won't contact Silas Grant."
"That's all for now. I'll let you go."
Mia Grant was about to hang up.
"Wait."
Simon Adler took a deep breath. "Tell me the details of your plan."
