>>19293395>>19293507Carmody smiles, but her expression becomes a frown when she takes the phone from Sola and reads it.
>"Something's not right. I know she didn't wanna be our enemy. Or did she? This makes no sense."Carmody's brain can't make sense of any of it. She's tired. Very tired. Sola's bed looks warm.
>"We'll see Priscilla tomorrow and get some answers then. Until then, since you're offering to let me stay over, I'll take you up on that."Carmody hands Sola's phone back and sets an alarm on her own phone for an unreasonably early time tomorrow, trying not to think about how few hours there are between then and now.
