Unlike most of the world, she had the dumbest phone she could get her hands on. Too much of her life depended on keeping secrets, and smart phones were designed to publicize everything. She never put a contact list into the phone either. If some future investigator ever got their hands on it, why give them a list of people to interview? So there was no caller ID but then she gave her mobile number to almost no one, so there wasn't much doubt the call was important enough to wake up for. She rubbed her eyes and then grabbed the phone from its place on her bedside table. "Hello." She never gave her name when she picked up the phone. "What did you get me into?" Her eyes snapped fully open at the barely-articulate yelling. "Who is this?" "It's your patsy! How could you do it? How could you do it and not tell me what you were doing?" Once he stopped shouting, she recognized the voice. It was her technician, Gunter Hauptmann. "Gunter, what are you talking about?" "Don't play stupid with me! And don't even think you can make me take the fall.
