ADLEY

This wake-up call in the middle of the night was stressing me out. I grunted as I picked up my phone on the nightstand.

“What do you want?” I snapped as I answered the call.

“Oh, wow. You’re scary. I’m sorry to call you this late—” I instantly recognized that voice.

“Knox?”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, but Mykel is in trouble.”

I was already sitting in bed when I asked, “What happened? What’s going on, Knox?”

“We were having ...