After watching movies all day with Chelsea, she begged me to make my creamy chicken pasta for dinner. I am preparing the garlic bread to go with it when my phone rings.
"Everett, are you finished yet? I'm making dinner." I say, answering the call.
"I'm sorry, Babe. Lawrence called me, he got more footage of Damon and was able to track him to his sister's apartment. We're going to go over there quickly, then I will be home."
"What? Lily's apartment? Do you think he's really there?"
"Maybe. It looks like that is where he was before he broke into yours, but we're not sure if he went back there. Let's hope Lily feels like talking."
"Wait, I'm coming, I'll meet you there."
"No, Paige, just let us do this."
"I'm coming Everett. Lily and I were close so she may be more inclined to talk
