Page 109 of Exposé

Aria snorted. "Since when did that stop me?"

She shuffled back to her cubicle, stood with her purse over her shoulder, and gave me a smirk as she left for the elevators.

Beer does sound good.

A little numbing wouldn't hurt.

Piinngg.

My eyes darted to the computer screen, a message sliding up from the notifications bar.

Subject: For Your Eyes Only

Coldness spread across my skin as my heart stopped. That subject line was familiar. Very familiar.

"No way." I took a quick look around, making sure the coast was clear. What clue did they have for me this time?

I scooted up as close as I could to my desk, my eyes sliding down the message.

A safe won’t keep his secrets still,

They seep like shadows, bend to will.

Behind cold steel, the truth may wait,

But locks can’t stop a twist of fate.

0616

My eyebrows knitted together as I read through the message again, attempting to decipher whatever the hell this person was talking about. The least they could do was make their clues clearer.

Safe. Where had I seen a safe?

The Mayor's office.

Are they talking about the Mayor's safe?

My heart pounded as I wrote down the safe code and sat back in my seat in defeat.

How the hell am I supposed to get in there?

What would be so important to risk jail time?

The place was probably rigged with alarms and cameras, so sneaking in would be damn near impossible. I couldn't walk inside and expect to easily sneak anything out of the safe, even if that was somehow my safest bet.

Have I lost my mind?

I can't break into the Mayor's office, much less his safe.

I stood, gathered my bag, foregoing the papers stacked on my desk, and hightailed it out of the building.

Fuck her.

My feet hit the pavement with my bag over my shoulder, the cars streaming by, their functional tires like a slap in the face.

Two miles later, I stepped into the convenience store and snagged a soft drink plus a larger box of condoms for Mr. Insatiable.

"Will that be all for you?"

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