Outside, the rain had picked up again, tapping steadily against the windows. The sound filled the apartment in a calm, steady rhythm, but my mind was anything but calm. My chest still felt tight from earlier. Breaking into someone's house, planting a camera, sneaking past security… it wasn't exactly something you did and then just shrugged off.
I leaned back slightly in the chair, rubbing my neck.
"Delilah called you, by the way," Jasmine said suddenly, still typing. "You weren't answering your phone?"
"Oh, I was with Cora," I replied. "That place we went to didn't have great reception."
"Mm."
"What did she say?"
Jasmine shrugged, still focused on her work. "Didn't tell me much. Just asked where you were."
"I should call her," I muttered, pulling my phone back out.
"Yep," Kim said absently.
I stood up and walked toward the balcony door, stopping in front of it and looking outside. Rain streaked down the glass, blurring the city lights beyond. I dialed Delilah and waited.
