“You stay here on the compound,” I said.
“Alone?” she countered.
I sat back, my eyes narrowing.
“You won’t be able to leave here.”
“I’ve heard that before,” she shot back.
“I wouldn’t advise it Seph. You aren’t trained for a job like this.”
“Maybe I’m not. But I won’t just sit by while Dev goes into danger.”
“It will probably be fine. Just my father posturing. If I get in, I will be in a strategic position for the rebellion.”
“And if it all goes wrong, you’re dead.”
Dev sent her a crooked smile. “Good to know you still care.”
She didn’t smile back. Her eyes narrowed. “You know I do.”
Dev swallowed and looked down.
She shook her head. “Great. And what about Echo? Marr? Cara Long?”
“We’ve talked about this, Seph.” Elliot sighed.
“We didn’t decide anything. I remembered what you asked me. And my answer is no.”
“Well then so is mine. Echo is still not our priority.”
I turned to Elliot. “What did you ask?”
Elliot didn’t answer right away. His jaw tightened as he kept staring at Seph.
“It doesn’t matter.”
Seph scoffed. I narrowed my eyes. “Elliot?”
He looked at me. “It’s irrelevant now,” he said, his voice tired. He closed his eyes and rubbed his brow.
“Have you seen something?” Sable asked.
“I’ve seen a lot of things,” Elliot sighed.
“And?”
“And. Nothing. Let’s stick to the plan.”
A knock came to the office door and Jess stepped in. Seph saw her and smiled.
She was dressed in fighting gear, her hair neatly pulled back. She stood at ease.
“You called me, sir?”
Elliot looked up at her. I saw something flash through his gaze, gone in a heartbeat.
It looked almost like pity.
