What?” Fear like she’d never felt before welled in her throat, “It’s Angelea not Angel.” She corrected. Clearly he had the wrong room.
“Well your friend said it was Angel Bennett from Key West Florida.”
“No it’s Angelea.” The more she insisted the more panic grew in her gut. Angelea what? What was her last name? Try as she could nothing else came to her, her memory had been wiped clean, she didn’t remember anything else. Nothing but the agonizing dream she’d just finished and the terror that quickly filled her mind again.