Liz and I agree to order some tea and wait a little while longer, but I can't shake the feeling that she's not coming. I try calling her a couple of times, but no one picks up the phone.
"Do you know where she was supposed to be working?" Liz asks.
I shake my head, but she grabs my phone, and scrolls through my conversation with Madison.
"I told you she didn't tell me," I say when she gives it back to me.
"I believe you, I'm just trying to find the details of her photoshoot. We know what time it was supposed to end and her agency. It's a small world, after all..."
Liz takes out her phone, and starts making phone calls. I'm shocked, but I listen for a few minutes as she keeps enthusiastically reaching out to her extensive network, asking who knows about a photoshoot that happened
