Matthew took the backpack, his eyes lingering on her face for a few seconds, something mysetrious and unreadable flickering in his gaze.
“Thanks. Really.”
Reese didn’t notice anything off. She waved him away. “Go get some sleep. Kids shouldn’t be up this late.”
Upstairs, Annie tugged on Matthew’s sleeve, tilting her face up at him. “Daddy, you looked at Auntie so weird just now.”
“Did you have a fight?”
Matthew blinked, snapped back to himself, and patted the top of Annie’s head, hiding whatever he’d been feeling. “No, it’s nothing. Let’s go home.”
Reese headed back to the lab. The second she turned on her computer, a warning popped up on the screen.
Someone had hacked in.
Her eyes narrowed. She started typing fast, tracking the breach, but whoever it was covered their tracks too well. Nothing useful left behind.
She frowned and shot Matthew a message. Lab computer was hacked. Couldn’t trace it. I’ve encrypted everything.
Even after hitting send, she just stared at the screen, feeling uneasy.
The next morning was Saturday and barely light outside when Matthew showed up, carrying a half-asleep Annie.
Annie was in pink pajamas with little teddy bears, eyes barely open as she rested her head against Matthew’s shoulder.
“You should go home and rest,” Reese told him. “I’ll handle the hack.”
Matthew looked at his daughter—soft, sleepy, breathing slow.
“You’re here so early. She’s still half-asleep,” Reese said softly, brushing Annie’s cheek. “If you’re okay with it, I can take her to my apartment so she can sleep in. It’s the weekend, no one’s in the office, and you don’t have to worry about her.”
He hesitated, then nodded. “Thanks. I appreciate it.”
Reese carried Annie out of BlackOak, drove home, and got off the elevator—only to find Sebastian standing at her door like a statue, his expression absolutely cold.



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