Covering Tracks

Clara's hand, clutching her bag, froze mid-motion.

After a few seconds, she slowly set down her phone and bag. "I haven't heard anything yet. I'll ask him tonight!"

"Then hurry up," Gemma said, her face clouded with worry. "Kaelen is swamped with work; once he gets busy, he might completely forget about your situation."

"Okay, I know." Clara turned towards the stairs.

"Clara," Gemma's voice stoppe