Riley's POV
I glanced out at the waves, letting the foam curl around my toes as I shifted my weight on the sand. “So, Viktor,” I began, trying to keep my tone casual, “how’s life treating you? Cases, work, everything?”
He smirked lightly, brushing sand off his shoes as he followed me along the shoreline. “It’s been busy, it never really slows down. But I don’t mind, it’s the kind of work I enjoy and it keeps me focused.”
I nodded, curious despite myself. “And your personal life? Do you ever take breaks, or is it all work?”
He laughed softly. “Breaks are rare, but I make time for the people who matters. Speaking of which…” His gaze flicked toward me, and I felt a small stir of unease in my chest. “…how’s Michael?”
I hesitated, the Non-Disclosure Agreement" flashing in the back of my mi
