Spying Cousinzip Now

"Yeah," Leo lied, his heart hammering against his ribs. "Just checking the score of the game." The Unpacking

He clicked the first file. It wasn't Marcus’s voice. It was his own . spying cousinzip

Leo’s pulse quickened. Marcus had always been the "perfect" one—straight As, a high-level government internship, and a quiet demeanor. But "quiet" usually meant "hiding something." Leo plugged in his thumb drive, dragged the 4GB file over, and closed the laptop just as the front door creaked. "Yeah," Leo lied, his heart hammering against his ribs