He Smirked, Called Me “The Family’s IT Girl,”

already happened.”

Then he leaned closer to the camera.

“By the way, check your third operator.”

Cold crept across the back of my neck.

I turned.

Four operators had arrived.

Now one was half a step off line, body angled wrong, hand too low near his vest. The others had noticed it at the same second. Weapons didn’t come up all at once. Training makes things continue reading …