The click-clack of Nicole’s heels echoed across the Cyber10 development floor, drawing Sutton’s attention away from her monitor. She knew that woman’s walk anywhere. It was almost angry. Nicole was heading directly for her workstation, fake smile in place.

“Sutton,” Nicole said, voice dripping with forced pleasantness. “Luca wants to see you in his office.”

“Did he say what about?” Sutton asked, already saving her work. After last night, was he going to push her into this ...