“Did you look through her things?” Cisco groaned, already knowing the answer. “Hartley! That’s not okay! You don’t just look through people’s things!” Cisco crossed his arms, and glared at Hartley. “I’m aware she doesn’t do the most legal of things, but as long as she doesn’t get arrested, I’m pretty fine with it. I actually have no idea if she’s even alive right now. I vibed about her a few days ago and left a voicemail for someone who could save her better than I at the time. I haven’t heard anything.” Cisco paused, taking a deep breath before his emotions get the better off him. “But seriously. That’s like, the number one rule. Don’t go through a woman’s things.”