(Cassidy)
Dane went to lie down for a while after that.
He hadn't said he needed to. I could just see it. The kind of tired that came from carrying too much for too many days in a row.
I told him to rest. He didn't argue.
I stayed on the couch with my laptop open in front of me.
I wasn't reading anything.
I was thinking about a file with my name in it. A photo taken without my knowledge. A man who'd walked into The Spoke and sat at the bar and watched everything and nobody had known.
Not even Dane.
That was the part that sat with me the most.
Not that it had happened. But that it had happened quietly. Right there in the open. Someone using ordinary access to build something that could be used against the people around me.
I closed the laptop.
The house was quiet.
I thought abou
