Evelyn’s POV
“Nothing is going to happen,” I told Kane.
The two of us had finally gotten out of bed. We shared a shower and got dressed before heading to his office. For the moment, I was looking to keep a low profile about being back.
In the meantime, I was insistent on continuing our earlier conversation. He, on the other hand, was insistent on trying to make me see reason.
Kane sat behind his desk, mulling over a cup of coffee, while I sat back in my old corner that I used to work at. The only setup felt rather nostalgic and had me smiling.
“You don’t know that,” he said firmly. “You have no way of knowing what could potentially happen, Evelyn. I’m glad that Michael was able to recover through the cure that you developed. But there’s no guarantee that the other rogues are going to
