She was hiding something. I could feel it in the way her shoulders stayed tense, the way her eyes flicked to the screen like she was waiting for a bomb to go off. Whatever Chase had in that folder, she thought it tied back to "K." And "K" was holding those OnlyFans videos over her head. If she helped Nala—or me—she risked exposure. That's why she'd been dodging.
"Why become a doctor?" I asked, breaking the silence.
She didn't look up. "I had a knack for it."
"You also had a knack for computer stuff." I tilted my head. "Blessed, huh?"
"I wouldn't call it blessed. Just lucky, is all."
"Luck, huh?"
"Yep."
Silence stretched again. Her fingers paused on the keys. She looked up at me.
"Where did you get this 'folder' you're trying to get into?"
"Like I said… personal stuff." I kept my voice even. "Just let me know when you crack it. It's important for me, okay? Like, really important. It's regarding a friend of mine."
"Which friend?"
"You really ask a lot of questions, huh?"
