Creed’s pov.
“Sabotage probably,” I glanced down at my ringed fingers. “The missing samples, the faulty equipment, the missing lab techs…”
“f**k,” I heard shuffling in the background, probably Hunter looking through the files I sent him a few hours ago. “Is that why you’re going to the party? Your family has made a statement to avoid going for years? Are you trying to set a trap for them or something?”
“Or something,” I muttered vaguely.
“What about Coralie?” He sounded amused. “This is her first time going for an event like this, I thought she’d be your motivation.”
“If I had my way I’d keep Cora inside and away from those bastards for as long as I can,” I let out a small sigh and rolled my shoulders back. “But she is terribly bored inside the house, you should have seen the way her
