Zayde's Point of View
I had barely sitten down at my desk before there is a firm knock on the door. I quickly look up.
"Come in."
I call out firmly and the door opens. Jack and Jason step in quietly and the door clicks shut behind them. The air in my office immediately grows tight with tension.
They both take a seat across from my desk without needing to be asked.
"You good? What happened?"
Jason asks, his brows slightly furrowed. I lean forward, my arms braced on my desk, locking eyes with both of them before I speak.
"I just got back from seeing Arkan."
Jack’s jaw tightens immediately. Jason simply leans back, folding his arms in front of his chest.
"And what did he have to say this time? Was any of it actually helpful?"
Jack asks, and I sigh, running a hand through my hair.
