Knox POV
As soon as I walked out of the office, I loosened the collar on my crew neck shirt and exhaled. Time to switch gears. Heading down the stairs, I spotted Cole leaning casually against the wall, scrolling through his phone.
“So, how we gettin’ there?” I asked.
Cole looked up. “Jonathan’s picking us up.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Really? Jonathan?”
“Yeah,” he smirked. “Said he got us riding in one of those Mercedes Sprinters.”
Before I could respond, the elevator dinged, and out strolled Silas, grinning as always.
“What’s up, bros?” he said, throwing his arms out wide. “We ready or what?”
“Just waiting on Jonathan,” Cole replied. “He’s picking us up in a Sprinter.”
Silas’s eyes lit up. “Oh, sweet! Fancy night out. I’m ready.”
He gave me a once-over. “Knox, you look like you’re
