CHAPTER TWELVE
“Check this out.”
In his office, Bryce turned the monitor on his desk so others would see what he’d spent his days and nights working on this week. He needed something to focus his attention on so he wouldn’t think about...
Dani.
Except it wasn’t working. He couldn’t forget about it or how horrible he’d felt since walking out of her apartment on Sunday.
Grant stared at the HTML page displayed. His smile widened. “That is one sweet honeypot.”
“Where?” Peering over Grant’s shoulder, Joelle adjusted her plastic-rimmed glasses. “I see nothing except code.”
Grant continued reading the screen. “That’s because you’re a non-techie, Joelle.”
“A non-techie who makes sure you receive a paycheck,” she quipped.
“Look right here.” Bryce highlighted lines of commented-out code tha
