LYON
We were packing up to go since things were pretty much settled on this end. The boy seemed to be getting his shit together and was no longer hell-bent on destroying himself. Then again, the fact that he didn’t know where Ricci was could have a lot to do with his easy acquiescence, but who knows. I don’t exactly trust these brainy types because they always got some shit going on.
If he’s anything like the rest of them, namely my own kid, I know he could stand in front of me and lie with a straight face while plotting chaos and mayhem in his head. My phone rang, and I answered without checking. “Lyon!”
“Hey Dev, is everything okay?” The others stopped what they were doing to look at me.
Since the call was coming from the island, it could be anything. “Yeah, uh, Nia tried to hack into the secured again.”
