Without knocking, I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Nala followed right behind me. Reid shot up from his chair like I'd shoved a gun in his mouth—ready to bark at me for barging in—until he saw her.
The second his eyes landed on Nala, the frustration melted clean off his face and turned into dread. His shoulders tensed. His jaw twitched. He swallowed hard.
Good. He understood the gravity.
Nala walked right up to his desk and stood there, arms folded under her chest, gaze sharp enough to cut steel. She didn't say a word. Didn't need to.
I set Kim's laptop on his desk after closing the door, flipped it open, and hit the spacebar.
The paused frame of camera 10B started to play, showing him stepping out of his office.
"Why lie?" I asked, pointing at the screen. "You told me you didn't leave."
Reid rubbed his face with both hands like he was trying to scrub the panic off. "I… I must've—forgotten. What's this about, Ms. Nolin?"
"Answer him," Nala said flatly. "Not me."
