Traces of Deception

The car drove at a stable speed through Crest's busy afternoon traffic. Declan sat in the back seat with a tablet in his hands, his fingers moving across the screen mechanically—reading urgent emails from Callum, answering a few brief messages, trying to focus on pending work.

But his eyes kept glancing sideways.

Leona sat beside him with a... different posture. She sat with her right leg crossed