8 Chapter 8

When Terence stood to leave, Aden stood as well, shaking his hand and repeating his promise to keep him in the loop. Only when he was gone did he exhale, and he sat back down, his shoulders already heavy.

“If it helps, Enzo said nobody’s heard anything about Oliver in months,” Domingo offered

It didn’t, but Aden nodded anyway.

“You going to fill me in?” Darren asked mildly.

Aden felt Domingo stiffen. By all rights, Aden knew he should refuse Darren’s request. Darren was too inquisitive for his own good, and the more he knew, the more he would push for even further details. And Aden couldn’t keep an eye on him every hour of the day, as much as he might like to. He needed to be able to trust Darren wouldn’t get himself into trouble.