Luna’s POV
We stare together at the guard's arm, lifted almost imperceptibly from next to his side. The phone is raised just enough to see around Ashton's large frame, camera angled for the shot, capturing the team captain as he leans in toward the girl who is seconds away from starting the ruin of his reputation.
My hands have gone cold against the desk as I stare at the cell phone, my body trying to catch up with what my brain has already realised.
'Can you tell me who that is?' I ask, my voice barely steady. 'The one with the phone.'
The guard beside me hesitates. he glances at me properly for the first time since I sat down, a flicker of unease passing over his face. 'I can pull the shift roster. Give me a minute.'
He clicks through another folder, cross-referencing timestamps and
