Abby woke to a rough hand on her shoulder, the mattress jolting beneath her.
“What the hell?” she gasped, eyes flying open to Lucas’s panicked face hovering over her.
“I just got off the phone with the commander.”
She blinked, her brain still foggy with sleep. The room was dim, the early light barely filtering through the curtains. “Okay. Why?”
“He was asking where the files are.”
Her stomach dropped.
“He said they went through both our office and Lewis’s office,” Lucas continued. “He called Lewis, and Lewis told him we never gave him the files.”
“Probably because we didn’t,” Abby muttered, pushing herself upright. “He jumped straight to beating the s**t out of Joe instead of doing his job.”
“Yes,” Lucas snapped, pacing once across the room, “but you’re missing the point. They want
