My phone's incessant buzzing brought me awake way before my alarm was set to go off. I slapped at the night stand. Grabbed up the device. Unlocking it on autopilot, I had it to my ear before I thought to check the caller ID.
"You have three seconds before I hang up," I mumbled. Beside me, Willow snuffled and turned to her other side. I didn't blame her. I did blame the person breathing down the line at me.
"You've ruined me. You and that stupid w***e you've locked yourself to," a froggy voice said. "You both die."
Adrenaline poured through my system like I'd just mainlined coffee in an artery. "Cavendish?" Reaching out, I grabbed Willow's shoulder. Felt my heart resume a normal rhythm.
She sat up beside me. A faint click and her bedside light turned on. She grabbed up her phone. She
