ELORA

My phone screamed like it was mourning the death of a charger cord, and I jolted upright.

“Shit,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes.

The screen glared back at me. ten missed calls from Gemma, six from Nathan, and a few from Big Joe. My heart dropped. I hadn’t even plugged the phone in overnight. No wonder I didn’t hear anything. I didn’t even remember falling asleep.

I tapped to redial Gemma.

She picked on the first ring and exploded, “Where the fuck have you been, El?”

I winced, holding the phone slightly away from my ear. “Gemma…”

“Don’t ‘Gemma’ me! I’ve been calling since yesterday! Nathan thought you were...