Chapter 162 I thank you so much, Yvette.

I grunted a yes and asked, "Anything else from Officer Jackson?" "Nope." She was about to say more, but I cut her off, thinking about Madam Young's recent sketchy moves, "Just keep your eyes peeled these next couple of days, okay? Stay safe and try to hit the hay early." I ended the call feeling all jumbled up inside. Maxwell caught the look on my face. "What's up?" he asked, a crease of worry between his brows. I just shook my head, wished him a good night, and headed back to my room with my coat in hand. In bed, I could not stop thinking about Madam Young's latest antics and Idris having Ensio dig up dirt from five years back. The more I thought, the messier my thoughts got, until everything was a blur. The next morning, I woke up bleary-eyed from a night of tossing and turning to find a bunch of texts from Moore and missed calls from Ensio on my phone. I called Ensio back first. He picked up right away, his voice steady as always, "Mrs. Young, got a sec?" I hummed a yes and