Chapter 16

The notification from Scott's chip sounded, and his body tensed. Without a word, he turned toward the window and answered the call. As the conversation dragged on, his expression grew increasingly grim. From time to time, he glanced at Analise, his gaze dark and unreadable. A bad feeling settled in Analise's chest. There was a high chance that Vera was telling the truth. But she knew, without a doubt, that she was not a Vexoth spy. Yet, favor was not on her side. "What's going on? Why do you all look so serious?" Finlay's voice came from the stairs as he walked down from the second floor. Vera instinctively took a step back, her guard up. If Analise really was a Vexoth infiltrator, then Finlay—having been calmed by her—could very well be at risk of losing control. "Ana, Ms. Khielson, what's wrong?" Seeing Analise remain silent while Vera eyed him warily, Finlay scratched his head in confusion. "Nothing much," Analise finally spoke, her voice light and clear. "She just sa