Page 98 of The Honeymoon Hack

“I thought that might work.” He put one gloved hand on my shoulder, stopping my chair from moving. “Enzo sends his regards.”

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.Lark worked with the Fenix captain who’d tried to kill half my team. Who’d framed my father in the first place.

Claire and her team weren’t Fenix.

But Lark was.

Time to channel your inner Scarlett.Hoping my voice sounded steadier than I felt, I managed to ask, “You’ll let me go if I help you?”

Lark’s smile was wicked. “Of course.”

What would Scarlett do if she were here? Dammit, she’d have backup, and I didn’t. Will and Rav were in the interrogation rooms.

Oh fuck.Unless this happened to them, too?

Was Will?—

Don’t think about it. You can get through this.

I had to play everything right. I had no idea who Haddad was, and if he realized I didn’t have the access he needed from me, I didn’t have a chance. I’d have to fool him. “Which company? I’ve accessed multiple servers.”

“Smart girl.” He swiveled my chair and pressed the cool blade against my wrist. He cut through my zip ties. “Claire only told us you got into one.”

“She’s not as smart as she thinks she is.” I rubbed my wrists where the plastic had bitten into my skin. “I need to refresh my memory.”

“His research company is Orchid 815.” He pushed my chair to a computer terminal in the corner of the break room. Theinitial squeak of the wheels shifted to a wet squelch as he rolled me through his partner’s blood.

I squeezed my eyes shut, tasting vomit at the back of my throat.

Focus, Brie. He’s with Fenix. He’s on Enzo’s side. Claire and her Pendragon team are not. Lark is only one man. All you need is to be smarter than him and stay alive until someone rescues you.

“I don’t have all day, Ms. Reynolds.”

With a deep breath, I reopened my eyes and went to work. Thank heavens I’d thrown my ID card on earlier. With a swipe of my badge, I had full control of the break room terminal. I navigated through the unfamiliar security setup but quickly found my target.

Once the support program was up and running, I found Orchid 815.

ATL-C57-R15-10.

“Atlantic server room, Row 57, Rack 15, Server 10.”

More pieces of the puzzle clicked into place. Orchid was in the same rack as Meridian—one server above. Claire must have captured me on video standing in front of Meridian’s server, assuming I was there for the one above it. For Haddad’s Orchid server.

“Got it.” I grabbed a pen from the desk and scribbled down the location.

The door opened, and a male voice said, “I brought the water you?—”

Before I turned all the way around to see the new person, Lark’s rifle had already fired. Another of Mnemis’s guards fell to the floor, the water bottle he’d been holding rolling into his colleague’s blood.

He hadn’t even had time to grab his pistol.

Four men dead.

The room spun, sending my stomach into a churn so violent that acid screamed its way up my throat. I doubled over in my chair, everything I’d eaten spewing all over the floor. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I heaved the last bits out.

“Move,” Lark commanded the second I began to straighten, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the chair, toward the door.

I stumbled after him, stepping over the bodies of the guards, avoiding the pools of blood. At the main security checkpoint for the data center, there were usually three guards. Lark had killed them all.