RYDER
We watched Evans through the CCTV monitor as he made his way up the stairs toward my office.
Logan scoffed under his breath.
I turned my head toward him, narrowing my eyes. “What exactly do you have against him?”
He shrugged, looking completely unbothered by the question. “I don’t have anything against him. I just hate that he has your face yet exhibits such foolishness.”
I stared at him for a moment before looking back at the monitor.
He was stupid. That much I had to agree with. It took a special kind of stupidity to believe everything someone told you without bothering to question it or search for the truth yourself.
Evans stopped in front of my office door and knocked softly.
Before I could say anything, the door opened and he stepped inside.
His eyes immediately flicker
