If anyone outside the club discovered what they'd pulled tonight….There would be uncomfortable questions.
Cole couldn't bring himself to care. Damien had declared war on them first. This was simply the response.
The transfer reached one hundred percent. Wyatt finally shut his own laptop.
"I'm grabbing three hours of sleep before Prez calls us in."
Cole forced a nod and Wyatt lingered. "You sure you're alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Liar.."
Cole almost smiled. "I've always been the better one."
Wyatt snorted. "Barely."He headed for the door before pausing. "If whatever was in that folder becomes our problem..."
He looked back over his shoulder."...don't carry it alone."
The control room door closed behind him and Cole remained standing. His gaze slowly drifted back towards his laptop.
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