Vincent POV
I was just about to lay down for a power nap like I do most evenings before the club opens when my phone goes off. It’s Cathal. I groan, not wanting to deal with council stuff today. I’ve been so distracted, that I barely have any time to manage my normal business duties, let alone other supernatural beings’ problems. My thoughts were consumed with Carli’s friend, and the way her face looked broken and pained the last time I saw her. Thoughts of making her smile just so I can witness those enchanting dimples grace her caramel skin again keep flitting through my mind.
“Yesss,” I drawled as I answered the phone.
“Your presence is requested,” Cathal states, getting straight to the point, as always.
“Where is my presence requested?” I asked him, my voice rising as I spoke. If
