That was why, despite Zach’s seeming friendliness, Zorian just didn’t feel at ease with the boy. Not enough to reveal himself as a stowaway, in any case. Right now, his main advantage was that he was an outside element in this game Zach was playing. An unaccounted variable. He intended to use and abuse that advantage for all it was worth.
Whatever force was behind Zach, Zorian had no intention of revealing himself to it any time soon.
“Take a seat, Mister Kazinski,” Ilsa said. “I suspected I’d be seeing you soon.”
“You did?” asked Zorian.
“Oh yes,” Ilsa said. “Usually students come knocking at my door immediately after a single session with Xvim. You actually waited until the second one, so points for patience.”
“Right,” said Zorian sourly.
“I can’t transfer you to another ment
