I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck. Ashton seriously had too much free time. Decorating an urn and hiding a data-sync device in a jewelry box? Was this some kind of cosmic prank?

Then again, maybe he did it to throw people off—to make them think it was just a random trinket and not something incredibly valuable.

"What the hell is this?" Karl snapped, reaching for the box.

I swatted his hand away. "Chill, Murphy. What's the rush? ...