The insistent buzzing of my phone dragged me from sleep and I groaned, fumbling around across the nightstand until my fingers found the vibrating device.

"Hello?" My voice came out rough.

"Are you not going to work today?" Tracy's voice was bright, far too awake for whatever ungodly hour this was.

"Work?" I muttered, confused.

She huffed. "Tara, it's past six already."

My eyes flew open instantly. "What?"

"Past six. A.M." she repeated slowly. "You know, that time when normal people ...