The call from the Observer changed everything. Not because he gave us answers but because he proved he was willing to talk. At least for now.
I sat at the dining table the following morning while everyone argued around me and the tension inside the rental house felt worse than usual. Which was impressive because lately every day seemed to bring a new disaster.
Blade stood near the kitchen counter with his arms folded.
“No.” Blade said.
The answer came immediately. Firm and final and Casey looked up from his laptop.
“You haven’t even heard the rest.” I said.
“I heard enough.” He said.
“I’m with him.” Drake said.
That wasn’t surprising. Neither man trusted anything anymore. Especially not anonymous phone calls from former child surveillance operators who didn’t actually identif
