“Wanna tell me what crawled up your arse and died?” Parker asked as he walked into Liam’s office.

Liam grunted but didn’t even bother looking up from his laptop even though the work he was doing was just busy work that didn’t need his brain engaged. He couldn’t concentrate worth a damn.

“You do know the whole office heard the throw-down that happened in Carter’s office, right?”

He’d suspected as much but hadn’t really thought too much about it. “What are they saying?”

Parker flopped onto the chair opposite Liam’s desk and ran his hand through his short-cropped hair. “No one actually heard anything,” he said. “Just lots of yelling...