“You should’ve gone to Akara first,” Thatcher says like I broke a sacred rule, and I did jump the hierarchy. Just didn’t know it’d evolve into this. “Sorry, boss,” I tell Akara. “Next time I’ll write you a sympathy card.” Thatcher glares. Akara sighs. At least Banks is grinning. Farrow raises his brows at Thatcher and says, “You really want to smack him with the rulebook right now?” Thatcher lets out a rough, deep noise. “I’m not just saying it as his lead.” He turns to me. “Why trust Connor and Lo over us? Over Farrow and Oscar? Akara could’ve helped. I could’ve helped. We all could’ve helped
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