Chapter 25

• The next morning Kathryn woke to the sound of her cell phone chiming from an incoming text message. Squinting angrily into the darkness of her room, she was not a morning person at all, Kathryn reached out from under the warmth of her comforter, smacking her hand dramatically around the nightstand until she could snag her phone.
• She hissed like a vampire when the brightness of the screen hit her face and blinded her, a headache already forming.
• Who the hell had the nerve to get a hold of her at... She squinted at her phone. Six fifteen in the morning?!