Page 446 of Black Reign

Sabine lights up.

That is the problem.

She likes him.

I still haven't figured out why.

Drew appears at the end of the hall wearing black trousers, a velvet dinner jacket, and an antler headband.

He opens both arms.

“My favorite hacker.”

“No.”

He walks directly past me.

Sabine meets him halfway.

They hug.

Actually hug.

I stare.

“When did this happen?”

Drew releases her.

“Group chat.”

Sabine nods.

“We talk.”

“You talk?”

Drew looks offended.

“Constantly.”

I look at my wife.

“About what?”

She and Drew exchange a glance.

“No,” I say immediately.

Sabine smiles.

“Nothing.”

“Absolutely not.”

Drew points toward her.

“See? Controlling.”