Abby
Surprisingly, despite the turmoil of the evening, I find myself falling asleep almost as soon as my head hits the pillow.
However, it’s short-lived. Or at least, that’s how it feels; it hardly feels as though I’ve been asleep for more than five minutes when I’m suddenly awoken by the sound of my phone ringing loudly on the bedside table.
I groan, cracking my eyes open against the morning sunlight that’s shining through the window. The entire room is bathed in the warm amber glow of the sun, but I wish it wasn’t. I could have slept for longer.
With a sigh, I fumble on the bedside table for my phone and slide to answer it without even looking at the caller ID.
“Hello?”
“Abby, it’s Officer Martinez,” a familiar voice says on the other end. “I’m sorry it’s early. I hope I didn’t wa
