Her heart pounded. This was impossible. A prank. A nightmare algorithm. But the mystery was a hook in her ribs.
Maya’s thumb hovered. “Who is this?”
“It’s a glitch,” her roommate Leo said, not looking up from his console. “Carrier error. Spam loop. Just change your number.”
She never pressed it. But every night since, at exactly 6:06 AM, her phone rings six times.