"You still didn't answer my question though. Why did you choose Evangeline?"
"I would have thought you'd ask her instead." Ambryan answered, not missing a beat. His right hand moved to the mouse. The cursor opened another document for him to review.
An irritated pout tugged the corners of Avery's lips.
He had to be playing with her. This was a low level of distraction tactics. Her son probably couldn't come up with any better since he was in the middle of work. Still, who made the choice? Was it not him?
Why would she ask Evangeline about it?
"Unless you told her, I doubt she'd know," she pointed out, scoffing softly. This would probably go in circles. She needed another approach."Tell me what was it or should I start to believe that my amateur psychology tricked work?"
