“Why would I want to do that?”
He smiled and pushed back in his chair again, restoring his confidence. “We know about your connection to the Kindred. About your affair with Raven.”
“You heard what was said in the Atlas warehouse?”
“No, we only saw it.” She didn’t like the knowing slant of his mouth. “But I have inside sources of my own.”
If he was trying to charm her into working with him or surrendering Game Time, then he was going about it the wrong way. “Good for you,” she said, pushing away from the desk with designs on rising, but he spoke again before she could get her feet under herself.
“I know the truth,” he said and she relaxed her arms.
“The truth?” she asked, wondering what he was going to declare.
“About who your Raven is.”
His confidence was warranted and she stayed g
