I Opened The Security Log Before They Could Get Their Story Straight

pale in a way that made his freckles stand out. He looked from me to Beth to Damon and knew, just knew, before anyone spoke.

“What happened.”

I handed him my phone.

He took in the photograph first. His eyes snagged on the camisole. Then the text on Damon’s phone. Then the access log.

He didn’t explode.

I sort of expected exploding.

Instead he sat down very continue reading …