Radio Silence

NYSSA'S POV

"It's late," I yawned, stretching until my joints popped like a bowl of Rice Krispies. "Have you still not heard back from Garrison? You've been staring at that phone so hard, I'm surprised it hasn't caught fire yet."

Piper was consumed with anxiety, her thumbnail practically shredded down to the cuticle with how much she was biting it. "No, and this is so unlike him. His mindlink went