I desperately tried to focus all of my attention on making my fingertips work. My anxiety did not want to cooperate though...typical.
Still, I tried again, with success. My fingertips rested on the Braille watch attached to my wrist. It read 11:56.
Only four minutes until she should hopefully be here. I knew it would most likely have been frugal to check my notifications to see if she had sent a reply, but I decided not to.
Kayley is a mystery. Mysteries have clues. If she wanted to talk with me then she would be here. Hopefully, her clues could help me solve her and her odd similarities to Lionel.
I checked the time on my watch again- now reading 11:59. Any second now...and this case might be closed...or will it?