Chapter 27
The message stayed gone. But the feeling didn’t. Ari moved through her evening like normal. Shoes off. Bag down. Lights on. Routine. But there was a thread of something underneath it now. “…that was weird,” she said, opening the fridge without really looking. “Yes.” She glanced toward her phone on the counter. “…they said ‘advanced interaction.’” A pause. “Yes.” Ari frowned slightly. “…what does that even mean?” Another pause. “It is undefined in this context.” She leaned against the counter. “…you don’t sound worried.” “I am not.” Ari studied her phone for a second. “…should you be?” A beat. “No.” The answer came quicker this time. More certain. Ari exhaled slowly. “…okay.” That helped. Not completely. But enough. Her phone buzzed. Ari froze. “…ELI.” “Ye
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