“You’re being measured.”
Adam’s voice drops.
“Measured for what?”
The prisoner glances toward the dark church behind us.
Then back at me.
“For whether you’re strong enough to lead what’s coming.”
Russ shakes his head.
“I hate cryptic people.”
Adam leans down closer to the man.
“One more question.”
“What?”
“Where is the Architect?”
The prisoner’s smile fades.
“I don’t know.”
Adam studies his face.
He believes him.
Which means the Architect is still several layers removed from this operations.
That’s not good.
I look back toward Mara.
“You’ve seen him?”
She hesitates.
Then nods once.
“Yes.”
“Who is he?”
She shakes her head slowly.
“I don’t know his real name.”
Russ groans,
“You’re killing me.”
“But I do know one thing,” Mara continues.
Adam watches her carefully.
