Katriona‘s [POV]
I glance around for the source but only see various shades of darkness.
I turn my face up to Grey and Drake who only silently return my stare.
Great. No help there. Not sure what I expect from them, but one thing is for damn sure. I am so getting fired over this.
Their intoxicating scents warp the voice of reason screaming at me that I should be ten levels of afraid instead of turned on right now.
Focus, Kat.
Monitors in uniformed lines cover the spacious walls. Nearly every inch is covered with live video from one room or another.
I shake a finger at the moving wall. “Like a little TV, do we? Do these people know you’re recording them?” When I get nervous my mouth tends to run a little more than it should. Glad to know my bad habits follow me into
