Chapter 68: At Work Again

By morning, we've talked a lot—kind of.

Among other things.

But Logan's fully up to date on the not-a-shifter's visit, and while he hasn't said much about it, he doesn't seem thrilled.

There's other information to be had, too. Like those accounts disappearing from our database. Even when I approached IT, they couldn't find any evidence they existed. Ever. Not even a whisper of deletion, no matter how far they dug.

Like those accounts and the printouts were a figment of my imagination.

It wouldn't bother me so much if I didn't go to those houses in person myself. There were places where wards should have been, and they weren't there. No trace at all.

Who would go through that much effort?

Faking files is one thing, but no one knew I would go to those homes on my own to investigate.

"Nicole?"

Mike's voice cuts through my thoughts, and I have to force my face to neutrality when I glance up. "Yes?"

"You doing okay?"