Killian probably didn’t have any bugs. The man checked his office and phone like a hawk. The Siren would be yelling at him though, because he had refused to let Killian do the same to his, because it would be inappropriate due to their relationship. Or rather, it was odd to have the Head of the Intel department doing something like that.
Sighing, he snagged his normal phone off his desk, released the screen, and texted Killian.
CYRUS
The kids are at it again. Staring and babbling on about all they hear.
Code for: some fucking asshole had bugged him, and then blabbed about all they heard.
KILLIAN
Someone was slacking with their parenting. I’ll make sure to remedy the situation. Do you need immediate help?
Cyrus snorted. Killian was about to scare the shit out of whoever had been in charge of keeping his office and phone clean.
CYRUS
No. I can handle it for now. Date tonight?
KILLIAN
Your place or mine?
CYRUS
Mine.
KILLIAN
Eight?
CYRUS
Perfect.
KILLIAN
It better be. I’m craving my favorites.
Cyrus smirked. If his baby wanted his favorites, then that is what he’d get.
Seri stared,face scrunched as Severo ended the call. Not even reacting when the man crushed his phone in his hand and dropped the pieces on the ground.
Severo turned to him, looking like he was about to say something but stopped, brow raising. “What?” the Dweller asked.
“Do you really think talking likethatis going to...throw anyone off?”
“No, but there is always the chance that the person listening is a moron.”
“Right…”
“Besides, it's likely no one heard my part. If I thought my phone was hacked, I’d have used code numbers. Not that anyone can even listen in on my calls in the Shadow Realm.”
“Then why speak like that at all?!”
“Because it’s fun.”
The moron was right here, Seri thought. “And you crushed your phone because…”
