Sol: Luna Lodge #1
looking to take down some company. That’s not my thing. It’s also the reason why I won’t work with him.”
    Sol narrowed his eyes at her. “You have the same job as him?”
    Her laugh was almost musical and nearly made him smile.
    “Hardly,” she said. “Well, not exactly. When I had a job, I was a forensic accountant.”
    “And you aren’t doing this now?” Sol set down the papers.
    Erica shook her head. “Last job had layoffs. Tried to tell them someone was skimming, but they just wouldn’t listen. They ended up closing down.”
    “So you help companies?” Sol leaned forward.
    “Sort of,” she said. Her forehead wrinkled as she talked, and Sol had to fight the urge not to run a thumb over the lines. “I see patterns. So it could be any number of things, but yes, I like to help companies.”
    “But Mark isn’t like this?”
    Erica shook her head. “There isn’t much money in helping a failing company. Mark doesn’t help losers.”
    “Or injured women,” Sol mumbled.
    Every time he thought back to the heartless move, it rocked him to the very core. He would have never thought a man would do something like that.
    He was startled as Erica grabbed the reports from his desk. She glanced at the top page then frowned.
    “I don’t think you should,” he started.
    “This is wrong,” she said and flipped to a new page. “All of this is off, and what’s with this surcharge every so often?”
    She laid the paper on his desk and pointed to the fee.
    “I don’t,” he started again.
    “Someone is stealing from you,” she said bluntly.
    “Who?” Sol could feel the rage pouring through him.
    Erica shrugged her shoulders. “Can’t tell from this, and it’s subtle, but there should be a trail.”
    “Can you tell this to Titus?”
    “Sure.”
    Sol grabbed her tiny hand and pulled her out of the seat. They raced through the halls. This was big, and she had just confirmed everything he had been thinking. Someone was out to make sure that the hybrids failed, and he was sure Mark was connected somehow.
     
    * * *
     
    When they reached the door, the air crackled with tension. After throwing it open, Erica peeked around Sol. Horror raced through her as she found Titus nose to nose with Kate. An uncertain-looking Major Carter stood off to the side.
    Titus’s eyes flicked to them, and he growled loudly.
    “What the hell is going on in here?” Sol asked, throwing his arm up in front of Erica.
    “I’m not entirely certain,” Major Carter said. “They were arguing about Mark when Titus gave an order. When she didn’t listen, he started staring her down. I can’t seem to get through to him.”
    “I’ll tell you what happened,” Kate said and propped her hands on her hips. “This asshole thinks he can just give an order, and I’ll jump.”
    Titus growled louder when she turned to look at them. His eyes were an eerie glowing yellow.
    “I don’t think calling him names is such a great idea,” Erica said from behind Sol. She was gripping his arm with such force that her nails bit into his skin.
    “Titus,” Sol said with command. “You need to calm down.”
    The glow in the other man’s eyes started to subside. Kate slowly stepped away from him but stopped when his arm shot out.
    Erica raced forward past the barrier of Sol’s arm. Without thinking, she threw herself between the two. Titus growled again but didn’t advance on them. When she turned to look back at Sol, his eyes were fixed on her.
    She shuddered seeing the anger in his eyes but put her attention back on Titus.
    “Let’s just all calm down,” she said with a shaky voice.
    “Love to,” Kate huffed. “As soon as this asshole quits trying to bully me into doing what he says.”
    Kate glared over Erica’s shoulder at the very angry man. “I’m not one of your men. You don’t just give an order and expect me to jump.”
    Erica pushed her friend further back.
    “Kate,” Erica started. “That’s really not

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