Back at Cillian's mansion...
Moments before Aliana's call came through, Jade and Cillian were tangled together in a deep sleep.
The quiet, persistent hum of a phone buzzing against the floorboards brought Cillian back to consciousness.
Opening his eyes, his gaze landed on the fiery red-haired woman sleeping peacefully against his chest, and his expression softened instantly.
But when the vibration caused her to stir, Cillian gently slid out from under her, determined not to ruin her rest.
Half-asleep, he scanned the room for the noise until he spotted a phone lying screen-down on the rug, surrounded by a chaotic trail of discarded clothing.
Without bothering to check the caller ID or whose phone he was holding, he slid it open and brought it to his ear.
The conversation with the woman on the other end confused him, but he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that her voice sounded familiar.
The moment she stated her name, every drop of sleep evaporated from his system.
