The ringing of my phone pulled me out of a sound sleep. Slapping at the infernal buzzing, I managed to catch it before it fell off.
Foster's name showed up on my screen.
My heart started racing as my chest clenched. "Foster," I said.
"Nico's been stabbed. Four times. The doctors are working on your sister. We can't get the bleeding to stop in one of the wounds."
I shot up in bed as everything washed from my mind but the problem that was in front of me. "I need a picture. I can't help without looking at it."
"Video calling."
I flicked the button and bit back a scream. Thrusting the blankets back, I got out of bed. Ran from the room. "MAGS!"
The house erupted into chaos.
Mags met me in the hallway, looking wide awake even in her rubber ducky jammies.
I gave her a rundown, told her what I needed.
She shoved me towards the conference room. "We'll get you set up, keep talking." She pulled her phone from her pocket. What she said was lost as I focused back on Foster.