Caesar's POV

The sun had barely risen when my phone vibrated on the nightstand. Careful not to wake Camille, I reached for it. It was Joseph.

I slipped out of the bedroom on silent feet and answered in the kitchen, keeping my voice low.

"Talk to me."

"Talk to you?" Joseph practically exploded on the other end of the line. "Is that all you have to say to me, Caesar? Do you have any idea what kind of mess you've dumped in my lap?"

The irritation in his voice was almost palpable.

"I've