"Why should I tell you?" King asked. "That's private."
"Private? Do you hear yourself? You are all over my business plus you've practically begged me to come back, where I'd most assuredly discover the information on my own. Not to mention, if I can hack the Pentagon, I can surely hack your medical records.
"Save me the trouble. Tell me. If you care about me and you expect me to care about you, tell me. Have a conversation."
King said, "Clean out the room. I'll tell you and you alone."
Alec and Wyla said, "That is not going to happen."
I scrambled for compromise. King wouldn't hurt me, and there was only one way in and out of the room, so he wouldn't be taking me anywhere. That didn't mean the encounter would be pleasant, but maybe I could get the answers I needed.
"What if Min stayed or Ben?" I suggested.
King considered my request. "Min can stay."
When the room cleared, I turned to King. "Okay, it's just us. Tell me."
