I stepped out of the office like the walls were closing in behind me.
Head down. Hands shoved into my pockets. Moving fast enough to look like I had somewhere to be, not fast enough to draw eyes.
God…what the hell was that?
The whole thing sat wrong in my chest.
Jennifer's smile. The way she looked at me. The way she said my name like she'd already decided something about me I wasn't in on.
And the lattice—
It hadn't just stirred. It reacted.
A low hum under my skin, like something brushing up against it, testing it. Curious.
That didn't happen for nothing.
Something about her wasn't just off.
It was wrong.
I pushed past a couple people in the hallway without meaning to. A guy cursed under his breath as I clipped his shoulder. I didn't look back.
There were too many bodies.
Too many voices.
Too much movement.
