THIRD PERSON POV
“C'mon Mason, I need something fast.”
“I'm sorry boss, I'm working as fast as I can.” The voice from the communication unit in his ear sounded stirred up but Thomas didn't care. That guy was probably charming his way already into Fiona's pants right now. He needed some dirt on him, like that fool Noah, the other night. Mason was a genius, he was head of Hill's security in the tech department, and there wasn't anything on earth that he just couldn't find.
“uhm boss,” Vicent whispered. “You ok?”
“Yeah,” he said softly in a gruff manner. “I'm fine.”
“just asking because you might break the steering wheel, boss.”
Thomas glanced at his hands as they gripped the wheel tightly, his knuckles had gone white, and he could almost hear the creaking under his fingers. Releasing
