— MARA
I waited until Mrs. Kovac left.
She'd brought lunch. Made small talk. Avoided eye contact.
The same as always.
But this time, she'd been distracted.
And she'd left her phone on the dresser.
I stared at it for five full seconds.
Debating.
This was a trap. Had to be. They wouldn't just leave a phone within reach unless they wanted me to take it.
Unless they wanted to see what I'd do with it.
But I couldn't not try.
I grabbed the phone. Hands shaking.
Unlocked it. No password.
Definitely a trap.
I pulled up the dialer.
My fingers hovered over the numbers.
Who would I call?
The police? Cassian had said he owned half of them. And the other half wouldn't believe me.
A friend? I didn't have any. Not really. Just coworkers who'd already moved on with their lives.
My grand
