“You promised me this wouldn’t be traced back to us.”
“You said this would be clean. Quick. Now I could lose everything—my position, my reputation, my rank!”
Lord Peter’s jaw flexed as he clenched his hands behind his back, hiding the boiling rage under his polished exterior.
“Don’t put this on me, Thorian,” he snapped in return.
“I told you the window was narrow. The longer Heiko lived, the greater the risk. You were the one who said no one here had knowledge of the Code of Hammurabi—so explain to me, how in the goddess’s name did an omega find out?”
Thorian’s breath caught. He resisted the urge to turn toward Peter physically, keeping his posture neutral as he fired back through the mental link.
“Are you accusing me of something?”
“I’m risking my neck here! You think I had somethi
