"In fact, I might know even better than you do."
Like an old, battered record, those words replayed themselves in the depths of Aegri's rattled mind.
"You…
"... You…
"You don't know me like that! You don't! Stop lying!"
"Ugggh. I'm not…" Ayse gave his brow a deep-tissue massage as he sighed through the rejection.
"Aegri, why would I lie to you–"
"For money! Clout! Inside intel! There are too many reasons to count!" Aegri argued, sticking to her guns with a jabbing finger in his face.
"Stop trying to sweet talk me and be real, Ayse. Why are you so intent on working for me?"
However… Ayse didn't answer. Not immediately.
Instead, Ayse took a moment to glance at the phone in her hand with a hearty sigh.
"Really? … That's who you plan to call–?"
