EMBER’S POV

He sets down the glass. Turns to face me fully. His eyes are flat and cold, giving nothing away.

“Neither, I fear.”

I almost chuckle.

“The recordings that got leaked to the council.” My voice is steadier than I feel. “The ones that almost got me sent back to Gale.”

Something flickers in his expression. There and gone.

“And the break-in at Knox’s penthouse. The flash drive Logan is searching for. The things you’ve been hiding.” I step closer, refusing to be intimidated, holding his gaze even though every instinct screams at me to back down. “I’ve been connecting the dots, Nathaniel. And the picture that’s forming… I...