The Recall Trials

Vincent’s POV

I felt a tap on my shoulder.

A rough one.

I groaned and cracked an eye open, blinking against the flashing red lights inside the club.

"Uh... sir, no one’s allowed here this late," one of the bouncers said, staring at me awkwardly.

I rubbed my face, trying to focus.

"Shit," I muttered. "I fell asleep?"

The guy gave me a small, nervous laugh. "It’s 3 A.M., sir."

3 freaking A.M.

I patted my pockets, searching for my phone, my keys—

Nothing.