Chapter 99

• Brayden sat in the back of his car, his fingers tapping absently against his knee as the city lights blurred past the tinted windows. His mind was already several steps ahead, working through his next moves, when his phone buzzed with an emergency alert.
• His eyes flicked to the screen, and a small smirk curled at the edge of his lips. Someone had tampered with his office lock.
• Brayden clicked on the notification, bringing up the live security feed. His smirk didn’t last long.