#Chapter 385: Critical Eye

Enzo Practice was just about finishing up, and the hockey team was running through one final mock scrimmage before I let them go for the day. I was leaning against the pillar next to the rink, wearing my plain clothes today; I didn’t want to be on the ice today in case there was an emergency call from Nina, which Tim understood. But right now, instead of coaching, I was zoning out. My hand kept drifting to my phone to check on a call from Nina, but there was none. She should have landed by now; it was only a few hours by plane back to Mountainview. In fact, she should have been in the supernatural realm by now. I figured, though, that maybe she was just caught up with family. She was going to stay with her parents and brother, after all; maybe they were in a frenzy because she told them about the fortune teller, or maybe they were just sharing a family meal and she hadn’t had a chance to look at her phone yet. However, it didn’t fully ease the anxiety inside of me. My wi