Chapter 60 Chapter Sixty

• Mason
• I slammed my fist into the punching bag, the dull thud barely satisfying the anger simmering beneath my skin. Each punch was supposed to drain the frustration, but it wasn’t working. My thoughts kept drifting back to Skye, to everything falling apart around me. The sound of footsteps behind me pulled me out of my head. I didn’t need to look up to know it was Mark.
• “What’s the update on the secret building?” I asked, my voice gruff as I threw another punch.