Twelve
Cathal felt better when he was moving. Always had done. Sitting down made him think of paperwork, and that pushed him into apathy. But when he walked, blood flowed better, and his thoughts moved faster.
Ryann was holding out on him. Not lying exactly, but covering up her thoughts. Cathal could go through her data, but she was smart. He knew how she could hide the important stuff in plain view. He’d look too deep, and he’d miss what she really thought.
He checked his emotions. His annoyance wasn’t with Ryann, or with any of the others. True, Tris was wimping out, Keelin was retreating, and Brice was a whole swarm of concerns. But Cathal could deal with that. Easier than playing politics back at Haven.
No, he was annoyed at the situation. And, yes, the lies—no, misinformation—Kaia-blo……
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