David's POV
"The reads show nothing!" I barked.
Enough was enough,I could wait no longer.I slammed the tablet down on the glass table.Hard enough that the screen flickered once.
I wasn't sure if modern technology would still function in that elegant shit hole of a place, but luckily it was working just fine. The thermal signatures were intact.
The massive room swallowed my voice like it had been expecting the tantrum.I was greeted by that same stupidly perfect silence.
Even the furniture and the sparkling floors mocked my unkept anxiousness.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows like a bored god observing ants my guy acknowledged my yelling with a single subtle nod.Hands behind his back.Looking out over the weird city lights.
Like I was simply there pestering him and he wasn't the one currently kicking me in the balls.
"Relax, David," he said calmly.Didn't even turn. "You rely too much on those gadgets."
I stared at his back.
