Page 241 of Bitter’s Sweet

His eyes lift to mine.

No smile. No flirt. No defense.

Just shame.

Good.

No.

Not good.

I hate that I still care what he feels.

Hyde starts barking orders.

“Razor goes to the lower room. Alive. CSI gets his phone, boots, cut, pockets, everything. Nevermore, every Ravenfork contact from tonight gets pulled. Ghoul, find the van. Crypt, check Sweet.”

Crypt steps closer, already reaching for the medical bag hanging from one shoulder.

“Can I see your wrist?”

I look at him.

The question lands.

Everyone asks now.

Maybe they always should have.

I hold out my arm. “Yeah.”

He examines it carefully while CSI looks up from the concrete.

“Prez.”

Hyde turns.

CSI’s expression is hard. “Apartment code was entered clean. No forced entry. Camera loop was deliberate.”

The whole group goes quieter.

Bitter’s jaw tightens. Nevermore looks at Hyde, and something brief and dark passes between them.

Club business.

I recognize that look now.

“What does that mean?” I ask.

Nobody answers quickly enough.

That makes me angry.

“What does that mean?”

Bitter is the one who answers.

“It means Razor either had help getting my code or Ravenfork has access inside our security they shouldn’t have.”