Laila continued organising the files. Marcus must have said something to cause such fake reactions from her boss.
The smile on Maya's face dropped quickly like it had never appeared. Then she turned to her phone which was buzzing, and she stilled in a way that meant she'd found something interesting. "Oh my."
The words were quiet, almost like she'd said them without meaning to.
Laila looked up from the laptop. "What?"
Maya didn't answer immediately. Her eyes were fixed on her phone screen, and her expression had shifted from casual interest to something more focused.
"Maya?" John turned in his chair. "What is it?"
She tapped her screen, then held up the phone. "Look at this."
Levi looked over from where he was drinking water, still trying to get his vocal cords to recover from the session. On Maya's screen was a video, already playing. The image quality was decent but not professional. Someone had filmed this on their phone in what looked like a small, cramped apartment.
