That particular ringtone could only belong to one person. Stephanie picked up the phone, hoping that maybe he was done patrolling a little early. Maybe he'd have a little energy coming home. If he did, she'd certainly take it from him. She suspected he wouldn't mind that.

"Mi amor. Are you coming home?" He could also be calling to say he'd be later than usual. Which would be mildly annoying, but she knew that his work wasn't always predictable. It wasn't as if hers was either.