They sat on the floor, shoulders touching.
Leo’s jaw tightened. He didn’t laugh now. Mira squeezed his fingers through the tape.
Fired from her last job for falsifying data to cover a colleague’s mistake. She took the fall. She never told anyone.
The chat had already moved on.
The tether fell away. The tape loosened. The front door clicked open.
He shrugged, the tether pulling him a step closer. “I’m a delivery guy. I spend my breaks on a broken laptop.”