JJ
By ten-thirty, there was nothing left for the three of us to do except wait, which Nixx was handling badly.
Marcus and two other Daggers had the car wash covered in shifts. The old phone had stayed exactly where I left it, and nobody had approached it yet.
Jarek had finally ordered us home after pointing out that Nixx staring at a group thread from twenty feet away was not a tactical contribution.
Millie had been asleep for almost an hour.
She had gone to bed after a long argument with Benny about whether dinosaurs could have had purple fur. Benny made the mistake of saying there was no evidence for it, and Millie immediately demanded evidence that they had not.
He lost.
Now I sat against the headboard in our room while Nixx checked his phone again.
“You know the screen doesn’t
