Kyle snorted softly, bringing his ear closer to the radio as he asked curiously, “How did you know about this channel?”
“Penny told me. She said to try this number if I couldn’t get in touch with you,” Noa explained.
“Truly? I suppose Penelope did something right for a change,” he mused.
“Mhm… So where are you?” she asked, her tone still heavy with sleep. It was clear she had just rolled out of bed, and the image of her sprawled and disheveled form caused another chuckle to escape from the detective.
“You have been living in chaos without me, have you not?” he teased.
“Not true,” she denied.
“Not true? What time do you think it is? How are you still in bed? Get up, now,” he scolded gently.
A momentary silence enveloped them before she playfully accused, “Did you install a camera in my house?”
