Of course, it wasn't like he hadn't expected another ridiculous request involving Asher sooner or later. Still, that didn't make it any less irritating.
If anything, the system seemed to be deliberately messing with him at this point, dropping tasks into his lap with the worst possible timing, like it was watching him struggle and finding it amusing.
'The day after tomorrow I already have a date with Myles… and I'm definitely not canceling that.'
Blake clicked his tongue softly, irritation flickering across his expression before smoothing out just as quickly.
That meant one thing.
He had one day to get into Asher's house, complete the mission, and get out without it turning into something unnecessarily complicated.
Not impossible.
Actually, if he was being honest, it probably wouldn't even be that hard.
Blake's gaze drifted back down to the table in front of him, where a strange pink substance sat in a shallow dish.
