SUNLIGHT POURED THROUGH THE BLINDS , leaving the table looking like a crosswalk. The tip of the pen rapped against the table, filling the silence as I stared at the police chief. Apart of me wondered why I picked him out of all the people from the Delegation, but I’d hoped maybe I could get a better understanding of the security of Moon Valley. Instead, I found myself sitting in his office, bored out of my mind.

The phone rang, shattering the awkward silence. Trevor stared at it a moment, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d answer it if I left the room.

“You going to answer that?”...