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is jam-packed, and I’ve no time to think of the many ways in which my life is falling apart. Unsure if Jarod is still on board with the plan to gain access to Sector Twenty, I’m determined to follow through on my end of the deal nonetheless. I get a small window of opportunity right before lunch. The VP has left to greet guests in the lobby, and I figure I have ten minutes max to snoop. I dash into his office and open the top drawer of his desk. I’ve seen him stow his personal disc here before, and I’m trusting he’s a creature of habit. All his passwords and personal data are logged on the device, and it should be a simple task to retrieve the info I need.
    Bingo. The door glides open, unlocked as I’d anticipated. I install the disc and record the relevant details on a small strip of paper before extracting and replacing it. I’ve just plopped back down on my seat when the VP pokes his head around the door. My heart very nearly erupts from my chest.
    “Sadie. Can you bring refreshments for six to meeting room B-nineteen, please?”
    “Of course, sir.” I promptly put in my request for a vacation day on Friday and he obliges. Everything is slotting into place. I’ve followed through on my side of the bargain. Now Jarod needs to play his part.
    Less than five minutes later, I knock on the meeting room door and enter. Fiery tingles rip up and down my body, and it takes considerable restraint to endure my stride across the room. Keeping my eyes dead ahead, I place the tray on top of the sideboard and start setting out the refreshments. My hands shake nervously.
    “Sadie.” Logan calls out to me telepathically, and I can feel his eyes boring into my back.
    Everything inside me quivers with anticipation. “How long are you here for?”
    “A couple of hours at most. Don’t make any lunch plans. I’ll come get you when I’m finished here.”
    I have to work hard to quell the heaving sob threatening to escape. I’ve never needed a person as much as I need Logan today. He has no idea how perfect his timing is.
    “I’ll be waiting.” I finish unloading the tray and brace myself. Turning around, I straighten my spine and compose my features into a neutral, professional expression. All eyes fixate on me, but I’m only looking in one direction. When his ocean blue eyes latch on mine, the urge to throw myself into Logan’s embrace is almost overwhelming. Emotion clogs my throat. His heated gaze provokes my blood pressure, and my cheeks warm in response. It’s as if I’m looking on him for the first time. Electricity weaves an invisible path between us, and it’s hard to keep one foot steady in front of the other.
    The king’s vulgar cough slices through our connection.
    “Will that be all, sir?” I ask the VP, reluctantly tearing my gaze from Logan.
    “Yes. Thank you, Sadie.” His amused grin grates on my nerves, but I plant my poker face on and hastily leave the room.
    “See you soon, Angel.”
    “It can’t be soon enough!”
    The next ninety minutes shave a couple of years off my life. Seriously, I can think of nothing but the fact that I’ll be seeing Logan in the flesh soon. I’m as excited and anxious as I was those first few weeks in the Mock-Up Facility. I love that he continues to affect me so potently. Giddy with excitement and anticipation, I get next to no work done in the intervening period. I attempt to type up a report the VP requested, but I can’t concentrate, so I give up after a fruitless half hour of typing and re-typing.
    I drop down to Jarod, informing him that I can’t meet him for lunch, while covertly slipping the piece of paper with the stolen logins into his curled fist. His gleeful half-smile is the only indication that we are still on track. Some of the stress seeps out of my system.
    The VP strolls into the room a short while later, accompanied by Logan. I think I stop breathing. Though they are conversing, Logan doesn’t hesitate to reach out, plucking me into his