Austin arrived at Bentley's office early the next morning, tension evident in his posture as he walked in. Nova was inside the office with Bentley and she was just about to leave when Austin walked in. Bentley glanced up from his desk, immediately sensing the gravity of the situation. From Austin's urgent step to his body language, he knew that the case was serious.
"Hey, man," Bentley greeted, his tone serious. "What's up?"
Austin ignored him, managing a smile as soon as his eyes fell on Nova.
"Hello, queen, good morning."
Nova smiled at Austin. "Morning, Austin. How are you holding up?"
"Not bad. How about you? Feeling better?"
"Yes, much better. Thanks for asking. We got your call last night. Is everything okay?" Nova asked, concern etched on her face. "Did someone really break in
