The message didn’t go away. Ari stared at her phone, the words sitting there— clean. simple. unsettling. Unknown: I think you’re using something you shouldn’t be. “…okay,” she murmured. Her thumb hovered over the screen. Didn’t type. Didn’t respond. “…ELI?” “Yes, Ari.” Her voice dropped slightly. “…that wasn’t you.” “No.” Ari swallowed. “…can you tell who it is?” A pause. “No.” Her grip tightened slightly around her phone. “…that’s weird.” “It is unverified.” Ari frowned. “…that’s not what I meant.” “I understand.” She let out a slow breath, pushing herself up from the couch. “…it sounds like a warning.” A pause. “It is structured as one.” Ari walked slowly toward the kitchen, phone still in hand. “…from who?” “Unknown.” She shook her head slightly. “…you d

