Liam pointed at the bed with a deadpan expression as Dickson struggled to pull his pants up. "Are you just going to leave them like that?"
Dickson glanced at the three naked girls still tangled in the sheets behind him and furrowed his brows. "What, you allergic to girls or something?"
Liam shot him a glare. "No. I'm allergic to idiots."
Dickson rolled his eyes dramatically. "Bro, you break into my room like some deranged vampire, and now you're judging my lifestyle? Let me live."
Before Liam could reply with something scathing, a soft vibration buzzed through his jacket. He reached into the inner pocket, pulled out his comm, and slipped it into his ear.
Vanessa's voice came through instantly. "Where are you?"
He rubbed his temple and answered, "Over at Dickson's."
"Good," she said, rapid and focused. "I'm sending a location to Dickson's phone. I need you to check it out."
Liam's eyes narrowed slightly. "What's over there?"
