Becky's POV
Marcus's plan lingered thick between Leo and me as we turned back into the main hall. While Wolfe was an erratic force we still knew so little about, the Broker was strong. Though I knew that was the only way, the idea of going near him chilled me. Wolfe was the key; we needed responses.
Though the tension below was obvious, the lavish room surrounding us hummed with conversation. People glided across the room with trained simplicity, their features masks of prosperity and calm. But just now I knew better. Each member in this room hid something, and The Broker traded secrets for money.
I looked at Leo, who was equally vigilantly surveying space. His hand lightly brushed mine, a reassuring, solidarity-oriented gesture. I discovered the will to push past my worries in that br
