(Cam)
I made Nisha describe the stone markers in detail. And then I made her describe them again. I went off what she said, pouring through maps. Lucas sat across from me in my office scowling.
“What?” I demanded. “You’re intruding on my thoughts.”
“Intruding?” he drawled, “I haven’t said a thing.
“You’re thinking loudly, sighing,” I explained.
“We never hang out in here it’s…”
“Nice?” I asked.
“Dark,” he replied. “Where are the windows?”
I pointed to the security cameras. He followed my finger and rolled his eyes.
“This is all so techy. It feels like a dungeon.”
“It’s humidity controlled, for all the-”
“The tech babbles, the doodads,” he waved a hand. “I would love to help if I could only see what I was f.ucking looking at.”
“Where would you propose we do this?” I asked.
