Frank shrugged and gave Hunter a coy smile. “How well can you know anyone?”
Hunter gave him a scowl.
“Well,” Frank continued, “Algred and I have been working with the board now for almost a subrev.”
“Are you worried about a trap?” I asked, noticing Hunter was now donning the shoulder strap for his SMR while he continued to glance around the large room.
He nodded. “We should leave.”
“But we’re still early,” Frank protested. “If the board was merely detained by other business, it would be terribly improper for us to leave without having waited at least a short while.” He shot me another glance. On his face I read his reluctance to leave so soon—and thereby allow Elbar’s CEO to control the narrative of our departure.
Hunter scowled. “I’m not waiting here. If it’d make you happy, we can
