Chapter 84. Project Cale
Isaac scrolled through the gallery on Savas Faust’s phone, his brows furrowing deeper with each swipe. The images on the screen made him stop mid-motion, his hand hovering over the device as if it had suddenly turned radioactive.
"What the hell..." he muttered under his breath, unable to suppress the mix of shock and irritation bubbling inside him.
Luri, who was typing furiously on her laptop, glanced up when she noticed Isaac’s silence. "What now?" she asked, tilting her head. "Did you find something?"
Isaac’s face turned crimson as he quickly tilted the phone away from her line of sight. "No," he said hastily. "Nothing useful. Just... irrelevant junk."
Luri raised an eyebrow, immediately intrigued. She leaned over, trying to peer at the screen. "Irrelevant junk? Let me see."
Isaac turned his chair slightly, putting the phone even further out of reach. "No. Trust me, you don’t want to see this."
Luri smirked, undeterred by his defensiveness. "Oh, come on. You’re acting like a teenager who just got caught looking at something naughty."
Isaac shot her a glare. "It’s not that, okay? This is just—ugh, just stay out of it."
Luri leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. "Let me guess. It’s those infamous pictures of Savas’s escapades, isn’t it?"
Isaac’s face betrayed him, his silence confirming her suspicion. Luri burst out laughing, the sound echoing through the small room.
"I knew it!" she said, grinning from ear to ear. "Everyone knows Savas Faust has been with half the city. You really thought you’d stumble onto something shocking?"
Isaac sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "That doesn’t mean it’s okay to gawk at his... private stuff."
