-Ace-
I don't even realize how long I sat there—hand bleeding, broken glass on the floor, my chest rising and falling like I just ran a damn marathon. But I didn't. I was just… trying to breathe. Trying to make sense of it.
Clara and Travis made a fool of me.
They handed me a poisoned gift, and I signed for it with a fucking smile.
I laugh. I actually laugh. Not because it's funny. Because it's sick. Because I didn't see it coming and now the world's watching me burn for something I didn't do.
I look at the screen again. Still open to the file June sent. I can't even read the words anymore. Everything's spinning.
The door creaks. I don't even turn. "Get the fuck out."
No response.
I snap my head up—Callen's standing there again, but he doesn't flinch. "June says she's digging into Jordan's finances. We've observed he's transferring money. Large amounts."
"Where to?" I manage.