Chapter Five

Corbin

The phone rings before the alarm does.

For a second I think I’m dreaming, but it keeps buzzing against the nightstand. I blink, grab it, squint at the screen.

Beck.

I sit up, rubbing my eyes. The room’s still dark, just a thin line of light pushing through the blinds. My head feels heavy, that half-sleep haze that clings when your brain never really shuts off.

I answer on the third ring. “Y