“Is Jess in the group chat?” I ask. If she says yes, things arebad.
“Yeah.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah.”
She holds her tablet up to the screen, but I can only see the last three text bubbles.
Jessica
What do you know?
Kimba
…
Laurel
Kimba, What aren’t you telling us?”
I could leave it alone, let Kimba field the questions for a few more days, but if Jess is in the group chat… they’re frantic.
“Add me?”
She hesitates. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
“I’m not, but I think letting them spiral is a worse one.”
“Okay. Just remember you asked for this.” Kimba ends the call and my phone pings.
Chrys has joined the chat.
Chrys
So, funny story…
Sliding off Arc’s lap, I type as fast as I can before anyone else can get a message out.
The chat blows up and I blink as the messages fly through, a dozen questions all at once.
Chrys
I am going to need you to be so much calmer about this right now. I am on Isia. I am safe here.
Jess
Where. EXACTLY. Is. HERE?
Chrys
Did you not read the part where I’m safe? That should have gotten more traction than it did
Jess
Where?
Chrys
