The filing cabinet door clicked closed once Cassie shut it. She worked her way back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was still no text from Ally about tomorrow, even after she promised to give Cassie an answer by five.
For the second time in the past week, Ally was late. Cassie hoped her friend wasn’t monitoring time on the watch Paula gave her. It was a pretty piece of jewelry, but it couldn’t keep time worth a lick. Of course, had it not been for the watch, Ally wouldn’t have arrived late for their date last weekend. They wouldn’t have gone to Midnight Blues or ran into Jonah and Theo. Still, it wasn’t like Ally to leave her hanging.
Tapping the back button, a list of names populated Cassie’s screen, names of contacts that recently texted. Only one of those messages hadn’t be
