"But I just can't shake this feeling." Lydia murmured, anxiety gnawing at her.

"Unfortunately, you can't reach Mr. Quincy right now unless you have someone who can get in touch with him," her secretary suggested.

Lydia's eyes lit up. Why hadn't she thought of that? She could call her father!

Without wasting another moment, she dialed her father's number, heart pounding with worry for both Quincy and her dad. As the phone rang, each second felt like an eternity, and she silently prayed that nothing had happened. Finally, the call connected.

"Hello... signal's bad here..." came Mr. Fay's voice, crackling with interference.

The signal was awful, and Lydia's heart leapt back into her throat. Raising her voice, she tried to make herself heard. "Dad, where are you? I saw a video saying there might be an earthquake in Salt City!"

"What? I can't... hear you clearly," Mr. Fay's voice came in and out, making it hard to communicate.

"I said there might be an earthquake where you are! Don't go outside!" Lydia repeated, louder this time.

Quincy's panicked voice on the

could process what she had heard, the line went dead with a harsh

trembled uncontrollably. The phone slipped from her hand as waves

trying to snap her out of it. "Miss Lydia, please, try to stay calm. Think positively!

crashing or chaos,

a flicker of hope to Lydia. "She's right", Lydia thought. Things hadn't escalated to the worst yet. Until she

Salt City, Mrs. Fay became just as worried. They both quickly booked flights, preparing to leave for

and making inquiries, Lydia and her mother finally found out that Mr. Fay and Quincy were at the

called out, "Quincy, are you okay? What about my

with tears. Before arriving, she had braced herself

and gratitude that both of them were alive, she broke down, sobbing

wiped her tears away, his

back slightly. Slowly, she withdrew from his embrace, her

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