Then—
“Uh… hate to ruin the moment,” Blaze’s voice cuts in from the living room, “but we’ve got a problem.”
I go still.
Every instinct snapping right back into place.
Tessa exhales softly, her fingers still curled in my shirt.
“Tell me,” I say, not taking my eyes off her just yet.
Blaze doesn’t hesitate.
“That wasn’t just a distraction,” he says. “Daniel accessed something before he ran.”
Cold slides down my spine.
“What kind of something?” I ask.
A beat.
Then—
“Your systems,” Blaze says. “Our locations. Safehouses.”
My blood turns to ice.
Because that means—
This just got a whole lot worse.
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Tessa
Everything shifts again.
Just like that.
The kiss—
The moment—
Gone.
Replaced by tension so thick it presses in on my chest.
“Your systems?” Ace says, his voice sharp now, all emotion locked down again. “Define that.”
Blaze doesn’t sugarcoat it.
“I mean he got access. Partial, but enough. Locations, routes… maybe more. I’m still digging.”
A chill slides down my spine.
Safehouses.
Locations.