Mr. Lawson's chair was facing the large glass window behind him and as Zion spoke, he slowly turned the chair in their direction and Aria thought she had seen a ghost.

"You!"

Zion turned to glare at her and she didn't even pay him any attention. The person she was seeing in that chair couldn't possibly be Mr. Lawson. It couldn't.

"Carl?" She asked just to be sure even if my eyes were looking at the devil smirk at me.

He wasn't a tidbit surprised, he knew exactly what he was doing. He knew ...