HANNAH
"Have you figured out what she was trying to say?" Cade asked, his voice strained with the tension of the past half hour.
I shook my head. The muscles in my neck were sore and stiff from peering at Willa's phone, going in and out of every app she could have written her thoughts in. I had even been through almost every voice note she had sent or received in her recent chats.
The only thing we had found so far was that entry in her notes app. And we were still as confused as we were before we found it. We didn't know if it was related to what happened to her or just the usual gossip Willa had for me.
Why hadn't she written her thoughts in more detail? It was so frustrating to have had to be a tiny but important piece of the clue at our fingertips.
Straightening my neck, I glance
