Killian.
"Is that sarcasm I sense?"
She didn't look up, still marking down names on the attendance list. "I don't know what you mean."
"Cockroach," I said.
Her pen didn't pause. "I meant a name on the list," she shot back. "It keeps popping up where it doesn't belong." She flipped to another page. "Cockroach."
I stared at her. She stared at her list.
The awkward laugh from earlier hung in the air. Neither of us wanted to touch it. Fine by me.
"What name?" I asked.
She angled her laptop toward me. "Rowan," she said. "Signed in to the east wing at ten: fourteen on the day of the council meeting. Signed out at twelve oh two." She tapped the screen. "That's exactly when the device was installed."
"His office is in the west wing," I said.
"Exactly. No reason for him to be in the east
