Chapter Eleven
Stu warned us Arch had access to the building’s security feed, so we weren’t surprised to find him waiting as we stepped off the elevator and into Charlie’s penthouse. He’d probably been watching us from the comfort of his laptop all along. I hoped there was no audio, otherwise we were in for a short conversation. It did, however, make me wonder how secret the cameras inside the penthouse were—if Leah had found out about them, perhaps Arch had too? I fought the urge to look around but the instant he turned away, both Leah and I were craning our necks in awkward angles. Arch scowled when he swung back to face us, clearly inconvenienced by our intrusion.
“Why are you here?” His upper lip twitched, a cross between a smirk and a snarl. Billy Idol he was not.
Annoyed by his at
