Chapter 19 : A Date With Destiny

“We don’t know what happened. They’re doing everything in their power to locate your—“

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Noelle glanced up at the officers scattered around Nana Bet’s room. It looked like a bear had been sent loose on her little shoebox studio: furniture toppled over, pictures cockeyed, lamps broken, lock undone. Or, rather, a wolf. “Can we, get a moment?”

“Yeah sure, if you can step over here—“

“Thanks, come on, Ronnie.” Her hand slid over mine, coffee warm and seasonally dry. Grounding. “Let’s go get you something to eat at the cafeteria. Have you eaten today?”

“No.”