ROMAN'S POV

I let out a slow, weary sigh, dragging both hands through my hair until my fingers clenched at the back of my head. My thoughts were spinning too fast to catch.

“No, I didn’t know about that,” I said finally, my voice sounding rougher than I intended. “But that isn’t what’s got me worried.”

Jeff’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Then what’s the problem?”

That was the question, wasn’t it? What exactly was the problem?

I stared at the floor for a few seconds, lost in the fog of my own thoughts. I couldn’t just jump into conclusions when I didn’t even have solid proof yet. Sure, finding out that...