The click-clack of Nicole’s heels echoed across the Cyber10 development floor, drawing Sutton’s attention away from her monitor. She knew that woman’s walk anywhere. It was almost angry. Nicole was heading directly for her workstation, fake smile in place.
“Sutton,” Nicole said, voice dripping with forced pleasantness. “Luca wants to see you in his office.”
“Did he say what about?” Sutton asked, already saving her work. After last night, was he going to push her into this car service? It wasn’t like she ever went home super late.
“No.” Nicole’s eyes turned cold. “He wants you there. You shouldn’t be asking why.”
Sutton kept her expression neutral. “I’ll head up now. Thanks.” Sutton leaned forward and locked her computer. Her code was on the system for her new virus software. At this st
