After checking and rechecking, I finally agreed that it wasn't anywhere in the kitchen. The only other option was to ask Callidora and for some reason, I knew exactly where she was. I could somehow sense her and I assumed where she was in was probably her room.
I made my way there and knocked on, this was the first time I had ever gone this far into the apartment. "Come in," her voice ordered.
I rolled my eyes and opened the door, "Where is my phone?" The room looked familiar, I wonder if it was the one I had been in while unconscious or sick.
She frowned, "What makes you think I've got it?" She turned her head from the big screen to look at me not moving an inch from her bed.
"Who else would if I can't find it?" I asked glaring at her and refusing to waiver.
"Maybe you didn't search well enough." She added, turning her attention back to the television.
"Or you know where it is and won't tell."
