TPV
Mason just stepped out of the shower. His brown hair was wet and looked almost black in the dim light of his room. Water droplets dripped from their ends only to slide on his neck, then mixed with the ones that still hung to his skin.
He had a towel wrapped around his waist. With the other small one, he was drying his hair while humming some tune when his ringtone blared, disturbing the peace in his room.
"Pchhh" He made an irritated sound before getting his phone from the bed.
Jeremy's name flashed on the screen. Mason received the call and placed the phone against his ear.
"Have you got it?" He asked as soon as he heard Jeremy's voice.
"Sir... Martin is trying to find that file but Carson hasn't placed it in his locker."
Mason inhaled a sharp breath, and his mood instantly soured. "Then look at his home. Ask his wife. She must know it." He snapped.
