Cassian’s POV

I sat there, frozen, the sun beating down on my face, the cold water in my hand was a distant comfort. Senator Reed. A man whose name was a ghost in my life, a terrifying specter that haunted my every move. The minister was watching me, his eyes, sharp and knowing, searching mine.

"I don't believe we're close enough for you to be talking to me about Senator Reed," I said, my voice as calm as I could make it. "Is there something he said that concerns me?"

Minister Richard ...