Abby’s POV
“So we are all clear what going on then?” Ben asks, looking around each of us in turn.
I nod my head. As does Trey. Then we get to Art, who is too busy looking around the room nosily.
I cough and nudge his arm quickly.
“How the hell did you get the big suite-“
“ART!!”
“Yes!! I’ve got it.” he states assuredly, looking to Trey who is busy shaking his head in annoyance. “I swear… I’m all good. We’ve got this.”
Everyone then looks at Ben, who flips the brown file shut before he leans over to reach his hand out towards Trey.
Trey takes it firmly, each of them looking in each other’s eyes as Art and I watch on. It seems that, in this moment, not a single word is required. A handshake will suffice.
“For Joss…” Liberty whispers in my head and I nod softly in return.
Ar
