Chapter 151

VANCE

Mateo was already at my desk when I walked in, Dante leaning against the wall with that smug bastard look he got when he knew something I didn't.

What is he even doing here?

"This better be good," I said, dropping into my chair. "I've got—"

"Shut up and look at this." Mateo shoved a laptop toward me.

I pulled it closer, squinting at the screen.

Files. Dozens of them. Hundreds.

My blood went