The next day, Gage went to the IWX headquarters. Isis went out to the backyard, dangling her feet in the pool, and called Wraith.

“Wraith, is this you?”

“Yep. What did that ass Gage do today?” he asked in a grumbled tone. “Do you need me to come to get you?”

“Oh, no. I’m fine. We are getting along better. Can I ask you something? You seem to know Gage pretty well.” She fidgeted with the string on her bikini.

“Yep. Known him for years.” Wraith could tell by the sound of her voice something was up.

“Well, I know you used to say how much of a good guy...