Iris glanced at her watch and let out a relieved sigh now that her work hours were over. She’d come home late yesterday, and today she refused to let the suffocating office steal another hour from her.
She went down to the lobby and waited for Archer. But the man never showed up. That made her even more irritated. She immediately dialed his number.
“When are you picking me up, Arch?” she asked as soon as Archer answered the call.
“I thought you told me to pick you up tonight,” he replied in that maddeningly calm voice of his. “It’s not night yet.”
“I meant after work, obviously!” Iris grumbled.
Archer sighed. “Alright. Just wait a bit.”
She scoffed and hung up. Suddenly, a message came in. Blake had sent her a video.
What now?
She put on her earbuds and pressed play. The camera sho
