Darius could tell from the look on Wade's face that the latter was waiting for him to praise him. He shook his head with a smile and stood up. "Well, here's to hoping our collaboration goes well."

Wade beamed. "My father said he wants to know more about those black-robed people. Can you provide him with any information in advance?"

Darius nodded and walked to his desk. His fingers flew across the keyboard, making Wade's eyes widen. He could swear he'd never seen anyone type so swiftly before, and his jaw slowly dropped without him realizing it.

Darius looked up at him when he stopped typing and couldn't help smiling. He didn't comment on this, though, choosing instead to say, "Right, you should have a copy of all the information on your phone now."

Wade blurted out, "How'd you know my phone number?"

Darius paused, then cocked his head slightly. "It's easy enough for me to get your number. I would've thought it'd be equally easy for you."

Wade gaped at him in disbelief. He'd never onc