#Chapter 79: A Midnight Call

Nathan I was asleep, deep within the grip of dreams, when the shrill ring of the phone jerked me awake. My heart hammered in my chest as I fumbled for the device, half-blinded by sleep and a sudden burst of adrenaline. “Hello?” I answered, my voice gravelly from sleep. “Who is this?” “Nathan, it’s Angela.” Angela's voice echoed from the other end, a note of urgency lacing her words that somehow sent chills down my spine without any knowledge of why she was calling me. “Angela?” I murmured. I sat up in bed and ran a hand through my hair. “Why are you calling me? She was silent for a moment, but when she finally spoke, her words were urgent. “It's Olivia. She's in the hospital. There's… there's a lot of pain, and blood.” The words shot through me like an electric shock, cold and terrifying. My heart dropped into my stomach like a frozen ball of fear. I didn’t even bother to answer Angela before the phone was out of my hand, my body lurching into overdrive.