Mira blinked. “That was fast.”
Then the overhead screen flickered.
The Lockbox Protocol
Leo rubbed his wrist where the cuff had been. “Yeah, well. Theater kid. We’re good at reading people.”
But Mira and Leo hadn’t. Not yet.
“A keyboard,” Leo said instantly.
Still calls his ex-girlfriend’s voicemail just to hear her greeting. Has done this 47 times in the last year. hjmo-108
Mira’s stomach dropped. The first secret hadn’t leaked. That was the mercy round. But now the chat would be hungry.