My jaw set in a hard line when Felix called to inform us about the rogue attack. “Keep it under wraps, as best as you can.”
He grunted. “We'd try our best, but there's no guarantee that one of those brats wouldn't snitch to the press. Everyone's looking for a clickbait.”
Anger rumbled in my chest. “You're in charge Felix,” my tone was frantic. I made a mental note of the mess those filthy rogues would make in the make of the ruckus. “We don't pay you a s**t ton of money to ALWAYS have situations under control.”
I almost flinched at the amount of repulse around the word.
It was like a mantra for rogues, one they didn't joke with— cause a brutal scene and eliminate people. My heartbeat slowed, “Were there any casualties?”
Silence pressed in on all sides, and my heart suddenly pumpe
