Zephyra's POV

My ringing phone woke me from a restless sleep. I fumbled around on my side table until I found it. “Hello?” I mumbled, squinting against the fingers of light finding their way past the edges of my bedroom curtains.

“We got it!” Jovan’s loud voice made me wince.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. “Got what?”

“The Wright Group project,” he said, and now I was wide awake.

“Really?” I was simultaneously shocked, delighted, and wracked with nerves. Delighted that all ...