Phoebe's POV
In the break room, I was jolted awake by my phone ringing, cutting through my deep sleep.
Getting dragged out of a nap left me in a foul mood. Seeing Selena's name on the screen only made my annoyance spike higher.
"This better be important," I snapped into the phone.
I was supposed to be on vacation, damn it.
Selena's voice wavered at my harsh tone. "Phoebe, I really didn't want to disturb you right now, but there's a situation developing on your end."
They all had tracking access to my phone, so they knew exactly where I was and that this was my nap time. My legendary post-sleep irritability wasn't something anyone wanted to deal with.
"What situation?" I sat up and massaged my pounding temples.
Selena hesitated before rushing out, "Last night, two female students from Clearwater University went missing after a night out. This morning, their bodies turned up with organs removed, dumped in a park near campus. And... there's evidence linking you to it."
