20: Power 2

A piercing noise kept on ringing inside my ear and I wondered where it was coming from. I fluttered my eyes open that was still heavy with sleep and found my phone on the nightstand, knocking over the lamp in the process.

I grabbed my phone and checked the screen to see a ‘no caller ID,’ which was weird because I don't usually give anyone my contacts, even the police. “Who's this?”

“Yo Zamani. How good are you at handling business?”

I groaned at the person's nonchalance and disrespect. “North, is that you?”

“Who else, Zamani? I'm running out of time,” North said and I could hear he was out of breath.

“This…this is…” I checked the time on my bedside clock. “It's four thirty in the morning.”

“Yes, and I need your help. Are you going to help me or not? It's important.”

I sat up on my bed and let out a loud yawn. “I've got therapy at noon. Where should I meet you?”

“Midnight Oasis. How fast can you get here, Zamani?” North asked.

“Uh…in the next two hours,” I answered, feeling my energy s