Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the chaotic churn in Elena's stomach. She'd been certain she saw someone watching her from across the street earlier. Clenching her jaw, she meticulously typed a reminder to cancel her dentist appointment into her phone. A sudden buzz startled her. She’d intended to text Mark, but her thumb had fumbled and the message, meant for her friend, was now going to… "Detective Miller." She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her temple. She hadn't spoken to the detective in months.