Chapter Two
The haze of being both asleep and awake is driving me crazy. I can't seem to drift off with all the worries streaming through my mind, but I know I have to sleep if I want to stand a chance of being alert for the meeting Catherine said she'd call as soon as the sun has set.
I turn onto my side and pull my phone to me, half expecting there to be a message from Oscar waiting for me. Disappointment floods through my entire body at the lack of notifications, but it doesn't surprise me. With him in prison, there's no one who could want to contact me. Not via this phone anyway. At least one of Catherine's workers had checked it for bugs and came up clean. A small part of me is still worried about it, but the technology in the City of Blood isn't as advanced as outside, so hopefully
