Chasing Shadows

Declan

The door clicked shut behind Avery, and Zane sauntered across the carpet to drop into the leather chair facing my desk. "You look wound pretty tight right now, Dec," he remarked, his mouth curving with obvious amusement.

I leveled a flat, warning stare across the mahogany surface. "Did you bring the video files?"

"Right here." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out an external