“Cody? Cody, they’re gone.”
My cousin made a soft groan and rolled over, murmuring something in his pillow.
“Cody! They’re gone!”
“Heard you,” Cody Anderson lifted his head, staring at me with a sleepy smile. “That’s good to know.”
“Thanks,” I sat on the edge of the bed. “So when are you gonna get up? It’s already 11.”