Ness
Shit. Caught again.
My ability to move stealthily is nonexistent.
I was trying to find an office or a room where I could snoop around when I heard the shouting.
I immediately recognized Lagos’ voice and moved closer, trying to listen through the door.
I wasn’t expecting him to come out so quickly.
“I asked you a question, Ness. What are you doing here?” His tone is anything but friendly. He sounds pissed off.
“I was looking for you,” I rush to explain. “I couldn’t sleep, and I thought that if you were done, we could go back home.”
By the way his eyes narrow at me, I know he doesn’t buy it.
He opens his mouth to say something, but before he can utter a word, Alex appears behind him, places a hand on his shoulder, and looks at me with a wide, drunken grin.
“Did you bring me yo
