“I’ll repeat what I’ve said for the past fifteen minutes. I cannot give you access to sensitive files.” The brown-haired receptionist spat, narrowing her eyes at us.

My hands found their way to my hair and I tugged on it. Atlas had left in the morning for an important assignment but I knew what it was — I knew who it was.

My heart ached at the thought. Lovie called him, she called him and he… he just left.

That was my biggest fear. Atlas would never be able to put my ...