(Ridge)
The phone vibrating against the nightstand dragged me awake.
For a second I stayed still, my arm still around Mira while I tried figuring out what time it even was. The room stayed quiet except for her breathing against my chest and the second vibration from the phone beside the bed.
Holt.
Again.
I reached for it carefully before it could keep vibrating and answered without speaking right away. Mira shifted slightly beside me at the movement, her fingers tightening briefly against my side while she stayed underneath the blanket beside me.
“We’ve got a problem,” Holt said quietly.
I sat up slightly while keeping my voice low.
“What happened?”
Holt let out a breath through his nose before answering.
“Nolan’s getting worse.”
My expression hardened immediately at that.
Besi
