#Chapter 22: Popular

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted. With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call. “Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.” “Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed. I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.” “Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?” “Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good