C61 Unknown caller ID
~Zion’s POV~
It was somewhere after 9 p.m. when I finished reading the rubbish Robert Jones had sent me through email. My wife was draped in a white towel when I returned to my room. When I walked into the room, she instantly moved to the side of the bed and curled up into a ball, closing her eyes with her hands forming fists. I walked up to her and lifted her off the floor