“And all those people who were recruited… who were willing to aid us…willing to face the possibility of torture and death…”
“Are not our worry.”
But they were. This was wrong on so many levels.
“You see that, don’t you, Quinn?” Bram leaned forward on this desk, his hands folded into what looked like a painful knot.
I was Quinn again?
“Now to get back to this fiasco with Vincent.” Jenner jumped back in, looking positively triumphant. “We have something here that—”
I turned on my heel and walked toward the door.
“Wait! Don’t you walk away from me! Where are you going?”
“To my office.”
“You can’t… This conversation isn’t finished.”
“It is as far as I’m concerned.”
“Rayner, are you going to permit this?”
“Quinn. Try to see our position.”
“No. You’re allowing your honor to be tramp
