"He’s currently in the breakroom, deleting the logs of his calls to my stepmother," Zayn said, checking the System’s live feed on his watch. "He’s been her inside man for six months. He was the one who gave her the code to your private tablet."
Scarlett’s face went from pale to a terrifying, translucent white. "Marcus... I’ve known him since university. I helped him pay his mother’s medical bills."
"Gratitude is a luxury penguined by those with a conscience," Zayn said, walking toward the door. "Marcus is a man who likes the scent of a winner. And right now, he thinks Vanessa is the only game in town."
"What do you want me to do with him?"
"Nothing," Zayn said, pausing with his hand on the door handle. "Let him keep thinking he’s safe. Let him keep feeding her information. I want her t
