“Call maintenance to check for an electrical short.” Jace typed notes on his palm-sized tablet, a device Trevor had come up with for the security team at Blue Chip Technologies. After spending the first few days getting into the flow of the building, though he still had some things to familiarize himself with, Jace knew the job well enough that he didn’t miss things when his focus was split. Which was good since he was primarily getting his update in the main lobby in hopes of catching sight of Misty. “Already done,” Brad said. “I will have an update from Randy within the hour.” “Good. What else?” Have you seen Misty? She’d left his apartment to get ready for work and had somehow seemed to beat him to the office. The woman was seriously seeping into his pores. He could hardly go ten minutes without thinking about her, and if he saw her he wanted only to touch. “A keypad on seven is out.” “See if it can be reset or needs replacement.” Brad jotted notes in his tablet.
