Chapter 12

Kathryn paced the living room, her phone in hand, glancing now and then at the staircase. She couldn’t focus, her mind still replaying Lyon’s strange behaviour at breakfast. Finally, she tapped her phone screen and scrolled through her contacts, pausing at the name, Rosey. Her closest friend always had a way of lifting her spirits.

The call connected after a few rings, and Rosey’s cheerful voice came through. “Kathryn! Long time, girl. What’s up?”

Kathryn smiled faintly, sitting on the couch and tucking her legs beneath her. “Hey, Rosey. I just needed someone to talk to. How are you?”

“Oh, I’m great,” Rosey said with a light laugh....