I follow his gaze. Nothing but crystal clear glass walls meet my eyes, but I know they're around somewhere. Cameras.
Better not push that particular topic. He obviously doesn't like them, but isn't going to say why where they can hear. Totally fair. I wouldn't say half the shit I want to say about my bosses in front of their face.
Okay, I probably would.
Maybe.
I don't know. It's easy to say you will until the time comes along…
"Okay, but why keep me away from them if you work for them? You've been pretty adamant about keeping me separate from anything Conclave-related."
"Because working with them and being bound to them are different things." Logan's fingers drum against his thigh. "Once you sign their contracts, there's no going back. No escape clause."
"Speaking from experience?"
His jaw tightens. "Speaking from observation."
