I murmured, inclining up against the cool counter as I tapped on the telephone. "Hi?"

"Tessa! Express gratitude toward God you're home!" Leona said in a fast breath.

My heart accelerated. "Everything OK?"

"No. Not by any means remotely. Kira's on hold as well."

"Hello, Tess." Kira talked up, sounding terrible. She was commander of the Smitten Kittens; she wasn't permitted to sound sad.