The loud ring of my phone shattered the silence of my room. A groan left me as my hand fumbled for the device. 

“What now?” I muttered, my voice thick with sleep and annoyance thanks to whoever was calling me. I squinted at the bright screen, seeing Joe’s name flashing on it once my eyes adjusted to the light enough to read it. “This better be good,” I grumbled as I swiped to answer.

“Hey, Noah, sorry to wake you,” Joe’s voice came through, sounding apologetic ...