Lisa’s POV
Chris.
He looked exactly like he did earlier… relaxed, composed, and completely out of place in a building that felt like it ran on pressure.
“Hi,” I replied.
“How’s it going?” he asked, glancing briefly at the screen.
I hesitated.
Then…
“…Educational.”
That earned a small smile from him.
“That’s one way to put it.”
I almost smiled back.
Almost.
“He’s not making it easy, is he?” Chris added casually.
I didn’t answer.
Didn’t need to.
He nodded anyway, like he already knew.
“Don’t take it personally,” he said. “He does this with anything he considers… important.”
Important… I think there’s a new meaning of what important is.
The word sat differently.
Before I could respond…
The phone rang again.
Chris glanced at it.
“Speak of the devil.”
I picked it up.
“Ye
