Page 66 of Love By The Falls

“Yes. Yes, that’s Caleb. How did you find him?”

Sage sighs. “It wasn’t easy. I had to search deep into Google’s pages to find a photo of a man within our age range with dark hair. And this is the only one I could find.”

“Who is he? Where does he live? What does he do?”

She zooms out of the picture. “Well, if this is him, it says his name is Caleb Consuelos and his title is General Manager, but it doesn’t mention the company. The photo was taken in an office located at 43 Seaver Way.”

“Seaver Way? Where’s that?”

She waggles her eyebrows. “Queens, New York.”

“Give me your phone.” She hands me her cell, and I immediately google the address. “On the map, it looks like it’s in a financial district.”

“Check if there’s a phone number listed.”

I type ‘phone number’ next to the address in the search bar and scroll through the results. “Here’s one.” My finger hovers over the number.

“What are you waiting for? Call it.”

My heart races as I stare at the number. This is it. In a few minutes, I could speak with Caleb.

“Charlotte?”

I bite my lip. “What if he doesn’t care? What if he says nothing after I tell him?”

Sage puts her hand on my knee. “Then we’ll deal with it together.”

I close my eyes, and when I open them, I punch in the number on the dial pad.

“It’s ringing,” I whisper.

Sage squeezes my knee.

“Reception. How can I direct your call?”

“I…uh…” Sage rolls her wrist, spurring me to say something. “I…uh…I’d like to speak with Caleb Consuelos.”

“One moment, please.”

My eyes widen. “Oh, my God. She’s connecting me to him.”

Sage squeals.

“Caleb Consuelos’s office. How can I help you?” A man answers.

“Hi… um… can I speak to Caleb?”

“Is he expecting your call?”

“Uh, no.”

“What’s this regarding?”

“It’s kind of personal. Can I speak to him?”

“No.”

“No?”

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