Alpha Anthony Zahn’s POV
I lounged back in my office chair, eyes glued to the live CCTV footage of Amelia's office. There she was, looking all serious and focused as she worked away at her computer, her fingers tapping the keyboard like they were in a dance-off.
I couldn't help but wonder where she was headed after work. I mean, it's not like she was going home. And there were no plans with her colleagues, that's for sure. Emma and Claire were on patrol duty, so no chance of a girls' night out.
So, what was her deal?
I had this sneaky feeling that she was feeding me some fibs just to escape my offer of giving her a ride home.
But hey, I wasn't about to give up. Nope, not me. Instead, I decided to play it cool and just observe from a distance. You know, see what she's into, what makes
