CHAPTER 66
I'm Looking for John Doe…
Liam
The sharp ‘buzz, buzz’ of my phone against the hard desk pulled me out of my slumber.
Blinking rapidly to clear my blurry vision, I sat up discreetly feeling around my cheeks to be certain that I hadn't drooled all over the place.
My phone was still ringing, which brought me back to the reason why I woke up in the first place.
A glance at the screen showed me who it was.
Asher.
Using the back of my hand to stifle a silent yawn, I picked up. “Hey, man.”
“Uh, hey, Liam. I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time.”
Reaching out to slam the laptops down and close out tabs. “Not at all. Is something wrong?”
The digital clock mounted above me showed me that it was passed for 11 pm, quite late to still be awake.
“Actually, yes. I need your help
