Tuesday morning before she even got out of bed, Kiersten checked her email on her iPhone. No shipping confirmation, and nothing from the website replying to her messages from the evening before.
Damn.
She clicked on Safari to bring up the website. Maybe the order was updated to ‘shipped’ in her account and they forgot to notify her. Sleepily she scrolled through her browser history until she found the link to the page and yawned while she waited for it to load.
After a full minute, a message popped up that read, The page you requested was not found.
“What the hell?” Kiersten sat up in bed, no longer the least bit sleepy. She clicked the OK button, then hit Reload, her heart hammering as she waited.
The message popped up a second time. This wasn’t happening.
Throwing back her covers,
