The meeting room was smaller than the one the panel usually used, which Hunter noticed the second he walked in. Smaller rooms meant fewer witnesses.
The liaison was already seated, a folder closed in front of him, a cup of coffee he hadn't touched. He gestured to the chair across from him without standing.
"Thank you for coming alone," the liaison said. "I thought this conversation would go better without counsel in the room."
"I'm recording it," Hunter said, setting his phone on the table, screen up, the recording app already running. "One-party consent state. You know that, or you wouldn't have picked this state for the negotiation in the first place."
The liaison's expression didn't change. "Recording is fine. I have nothing to hide."
"Good," Hunter said. "Then let's talk about the
