I dialed Delilah and waited. Behind me, Minne was clearing the table, carrying the empty dishes to the kitchen. Dinner had been good, really good. I couldn't remember the last time I'd eaten that well. No more noodles and beer.
The sun was going down, bathing the neon-filled city in a soft golden glow. The view from the penthouse was calm, almost too calm. As I watched the skyline through the window, the final beep sounded.
No answer. Shit. She didn't pick up again.
I exhaled, putting the phone in my pocket. Damn it.
Tessa was lying across my legs, her head resting on my lap while she scrolled through her phone. On the other couch, Jasmine and Kim sat with Nala between them, all three hunched over their laptops. Looked like Nala was showing them something work-related, probably getting them ready for their first day at TechForge.
"I hope what's under my head is your phone, Evan," Tessa said with a sly grin.
"It is," I said, pulling it out of my pocket.
