Raven knew something was amiss. She wasn't a big fan of nosiness, but The Order was being hush-hush as usual, and she needed action. For some reason, her mind was uneasy. Something was up, and either Alistair didn't know about it, or it was something he didn't want to tell her.
She was Number 9 and part of the lowest echelons in The Executives. Honestly, she felt like the news usually got to her last. The one bright spot in her life was Moriarty, and he wasn't available.
Then, there was Zero, her pet project. He was someone who made her laugh at various moments. He didn't even know that; he just lived, and she observed.
But Moriarty was on another level entirely. He was a part of a different state, Bellamy, but she wasn't bothered because he was someone who had principles he stood by, no matter what.
But the uneasiness didn't leave. It intensified.
