Chapter 23 His Goods Stolen
- Hardin's POV
- I woke up to the sound of my ringtone. I sluggishly moved my hand around the bed in search of my phone. I reached my phone and didn't bother checking the caller ID. I exhaled heavily as I placed the phone to my ear to talk.
- “Yes! What is it?” I said in my groggy voice. I waited patiently to hear what the caller had to say.