Monday — 12:08 a.m.
Ava's POV
I was beginning to think Cyber had developed a personal grudge against sleep.
“Cyber?”
“Yeah?”
“Blink.”
He blinked, then glared at me.
“Happy?”
“Immensely. I was worried your eyeballs had become computer accessories.”
Blaze chuckled behind me.
Dad stood beside Cyber's desk while Morgan studied the surveillance images.
Chet's photograph remained on the center monitor.
“Finally got the timestamp,” Cyber announced.
“And?” I asked.
“Seventeen days before Chet assaulted you.”
I stared at the screen.
Seventeen days before I discovered his affair with Spark. Before he shoved me down the stairs and disappeared.
“So this doesn't tell us where he went afterward.”
“No. But it places him at that building while you were still together.”
I leaned closer.
