Chapter Ten
The moment the lock clicked, Skyler immediately walked over to a bike on the lift, picking up a socket wrench and going straight to work. She didn't look at me. She didn't acknowledge the heavy silence stretching between us. She just worked, her movements rigid, pretending I wasn't standing five feet away, watching her like a hawk.
“Are we really gonna do this?” I demanded, crossing the concrete floor, my patience wearing dangerously thin.
“Do what?” she asked casually, loosening a bolt without missing a beat. “I’m doing my job. You should try doing yours. Or did the Sirens drain all your energy?”
I closed the distance in two strides, grabbing the wrench from her hand and slamming it onto the metal table. Before she could protest, I grabbed her by the waist and yanked her f
