I hated how sad he sounded because sadness didn’t erase guilt. Not even close. And Drake took a step toward him.
“Start talking.” Drake said and the Observer looked toward him and sighed.
“You always were impatient.” He said and Drake’s jaw tightened.
“We’ve never met.” Drake said but the man ignored him and his attention shifted back to me.
“What do you want to know?” The Observer asked.
I had a thousand questions. Unfortunately, only one mattered most.
“The Architect.” I said.
“I figured.” He said nodding slowly.
The conversation finally began. For nearly thirty minutes the man talked. Not about everything but enough. More than anyone else ever had.
The Asset Program, the evaluations, the surveillance, the recruitment process. All of it. Piece by piece and the picture be
