(Casey's POV)
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My fingers twitched with urgency as I snatched the device up again, heart pounding, lungs tight like a vise was wrapped around my ribs. I'd been looking in all the wrong places—frantically tearing through paper trails, hoping for a miracle—when the answer had been in my digital fingertips the entire time.
Now that I thought about it, there was no way the number could have been written on any piece of paper, because Janet didn't give me her phone number herself. I got it from Kira, and the only way she sent it to me was through our chats.
Letting out a deep breath, I rubbed my hands together, as if preparing for the action I was about to take. I then picked up my phone and hurriedly began to scroll through it. I opened the messaging app with a furious swipe. I went to our private chats and clicked the search icon. My thumb hovered just a second above the search bar, and then I typed in her name:
Janet.
