Glancing at his watch, Nate realized it was nearing midnight. His fingers hovered for a moment before he dialed Keira’s number. “Keira, is Lena with you?”

“No… why?” Keira’s voice was thick with sleep, but her tone sharpened. “What’s going on? You can’t find Lena?”

“I just finished up, but I can’t reach her. Maybe she’s home,” Nate replied, keeping his voice steady before quickly ending the call. Next, he dialed Lena’s dad.

He and Mr. Lane had exchanged numbers during a previous visit, so he knew it was worth a shot.

“Nate, what’s up?” Mr. Lane’s voice answered, groggy.

“Has Lena come home?” Nate kept his tone light.

“No, she hasn’t been home in a while. Why? Did something happen? You two fight?” Mr. Lane sounded casual.