Hey," she said understandably surprised.
"Hey, can I send a text from your phone?"
I didn't want to commandeer her phone with a conversation, and besides, Lissa might just hang up on me. My neighbour shrugged, stepped into the room, and returned with the phone. I had Lissa's number memorised and sent her the following note:
'I know what you're going to do, and its a BAD idea. I'm going to kick both your asses when I find you.
Autore: Richelle Mead