He can’t come with me too. I don’t even want my boss as a tagalong, really. Thatcher curls a strand of longish hair behind his ear, just so he can fit in the comms piece. “I’m going to the Cobalt Estate with you.” No. “Again, I haven’t told him what’s going on,” Akara says, checking the time on his watch. “We need to head out. Where’s Farrow?” Farrow? Like demon magic, my best friend suddenly appears. He’s wearing his usual black V-neck tucked into belted black pants.
omg what's happening and why are they all dressed nice???
