“Will you spit it out, Matthew?” Thomas stood there, clearly impatient, his eyes stormy and restless.His jaw clenched tightly, reflecting his growing frustration.
Matthew’s face lit up with mischievous glee, a risky spark of brilliance in his eyes. “We need to find Cassidy without her knowing we are searching for her, right? And you need to get closer to Eliza, right?”
Gabriel hesitated, his face torn between conflicting emotions. He looked burdened as he laid out the risks, shoulders drooping. “Bro, it could work.” He continued hesitantly, “But it could also backfire. Bottom line, it’s your decision, Thomas.”
“If someone could enlighten me or bring me into the conversation, maybe I could decide. This is not cool, guys.” Thomas pouted.
“You were always the dense one, Thomas.” Matthew s
