ADLEY
This wake-up call in the middle of the night was stressing me out. I grunted as I picked up my phone on the nightstand.
“What do you want?” I snapped as I answered the call.
“Oh, wow. You’re scary. I’m sorry to call you this late—” I instantly recognized that voice.
“Knox?”
“Yeah, it’s me.”
“You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, but Mykel is in trouble.”
I was already sitting in bed when I asked, “What happened? What’s going on, Knox?”
“We were having drinks, and suddenly, Mykel punched Dash in the face. Things lead to another.”
“Has he been drinking?” I shook it off. He just mentioned they were having drinks. I guessed I was not fully awake.
“He wasn’t drunk, Adley. Not really, but, you know. Since you two are not okay, he’s been having difficulty dealing wi
