Chapter 133

But the minute he opened the door, it wasn’t Hunter, Logan, or Joaquin who greeted him. Instead, the place was still dark except for a hint of a light from the far right corner of the office, and Trees stood waiting for him, looking both tired and grave.

“Jesus…” Zy peered at him. “You’re still wearing yesterday’s clothes. Did you even go home last night?”

“No. I made my way through Cutter’s computer in a few hours. Josiah thought he’d be cute and added all sorts of extra bits of security and encryption that took forever to get around.”

Zy’s heart started pounding. “And?”

“Grab coffee and meet me at my desk.”

Trees turned away, then. He was always a man of few words when he wasn’t sure what to say.

Dread crawled through Zy’s gut as he poured some much-needed java in what looked like a clean mug. Besides Tessa, Cutter was the only other person around who’d washed the cups regularly. Vaguely, Zy wondered if he should step up and pitch in.

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