"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 other end, cutting

she had heard, the line went dead with a harsh

entire body going cold as her limbs trembled uncontrollably. The phone slipped from her hand as waves of fear washed

of it. "Miss Lydia, please, try to stay

you didn't hear any loud crashing or chaos, which means the earthquake likely

of hope to Lydia. "She's right", Lydia thought. Things hadn't escalated to the worst yet. Until she had concrete news, she couldn't let her

there had been an earthquake in Salt City, Mrs. Fay became just as worried. They both

found

she called out, "Quincy,

face streaked with tears. Before arriving, she had braced

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

her tears away,

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

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