LUCA

"I think she's innocent." Tristan held the punching bag as I hit it.

"Well, not completely innocent. But I've decided I believe what she told you, that she was only snooping around your office because she felt she had no other choice."

I couldn't even feel my hands anymore, my knuckles busted open and bloody even with the tape wrapped around them, but I wouldn't stop. Couldn't stop. Not yet. Because as soon as I did, my recent actions—and the repercussions of those actions—would come crashing down on me again. I'd chased Veda out of the safety of my home. And now I didn't know where she was, or...