CHAPTER 25
CASSIAN’S POV
Information, when handled correctly, was more powerful than any army. And I had always handled it correctly.
The report lay open before me, its contents already memorized long before my eyes skimmed the final line again.
Sloane Knight.
For the third time that morning, my fingers tapped lightly against the armrest of my chair. A habit I had yet to break.
“Do you think she'll succeed,” Frost asked.
I shrugged. "You saw the news, make the judgement yourself."
"Come on, don't be like that."
I leaned back slightly, my gaze drifting toward the tall windows that framed the city below. From this height, everything looked smaller, controlled and maybe predictable. Unlike her.
“If she succeeds, it's good for her. If not, there's nothing I can do." I replied.
Fros
