*Hale*
I sat in the living room, flipping through the channels. I felt restless and unsettled. Something wasn't right. I tried to ignore the feeling. It was a Sunday, and while I should be relaxing before the work week, something was keeping me anxious.
I pulled out my phone, flipping through my contacts. I was only doing this for my peace of mind, I reassured myself. I wasn't intruding on her privacy.
"Taylor," I said as soon as he answered the phone. "Would you check in on Amara and make sure she's okay?"
"Sure, boss," he said casually. I could hear him shuffling something around in the background. I heard him leave his apartment, listening to his front door close behind him.
He knocked on Amara's door.
"She's not answering," he told me after a couple of heartbeats.
I chewed on my
