CHAPTER 27
Ava’s POV
I caught myself staring at the steel door leading to the underground again.
It had become a habit over the last few days. Every time that door closed behind Cain and his men, my curiosity followed them.
What exactly happened down there?
The sound of a cup tapping against the counter snapped me back.
“Ava.”
I looked up.
Mara pointed toward a stack of coffee mugs sitting beside me.
“Those.”
“Oh.” Heat crept into my cheeks. “Sorry.”
I grabbed them and passed them over, still distracted.
“You’ve been looking at that door every five seconds,” Mara teased while pouring coffee for one of the morning customers.
“I have not.”
“You have.”
“I was just…”I glanced toward the door again before catching myself. “…thinking.”
She laughed.
“Dangerous things to do aroun
