Nico's POV
What else was I supposed to think when an organization like Yellow Spider suddenly reached out to me out of the blue?
They weren't amateurs. Far from it. They had a reputation—loyal to their contracts, precise in their dealings.
It wasn't an offer. It was a probe.
The most reasonable conclusion was they were testing the waters, making sure there wouldn't be a conflict of interest and that alone was enough to put me on edge.
Why would there be?
The question lingered at the forefront of my mind as my gaze settled on Carmen, who sat across from me looking composed, almost too composed.
Anyone else might have missed it, but I had known her long enough to recognize the subtle tension hiding beneath that calm exterior—the slight tightness in her eyes, the slight pause in her breathing.
She was worried. That alone confirmed more than I needed to know.
Still, I had no intention of calling her out on it….yet.
