“You dropped this.” I pass the security tag quickly to Willis on the way to breakfast, but don’t meet his eyes. “If you lose it again I will have to record it,” I add. Willis looks like he is about to say something, but then he turns away and walks over to Genfa as if I don’t exist.
“Monitor,” a voice behind me says.
There are no other Monitors standing nearby. I turn around careful to maintain a vacant expression. I face Ryder as though I’ve never met him before.
“I need these taken to my office.” Ryder thrusts a box of computer tablets into my arms.
I glance behind me to where Willis sits next to Genfa. I’m not meant to leave his side, but I’ve also been given an order. I follow meekly behind the traitor. He doesn’t speak until he has closed the office door behind us.
“What have you
