“Tell me what’s wrong.” I blinked a few times, trying to bring him back into focus, but it was no use. “My throat. And my body hurts. I think I have a fever.” My voice didn’t sound like my own. It was far away and had a gritty rasp. Maddox cursed, pulling out his phone and tapping the screen before he pressed it to his ear. “You need to get to my office right fucking now.” There was a pause. “Yes, it’s about Hayden. And you’ll be lucky if I don’t skin you myself.”
