Dariel’s [POV]

Despite his tiredness, I see that same knowledge reflected back at me, that same hunger to grow, which has never dimmed. If anything, it’s grown over the years.

Aden lifts his chin. “Enough to convince someone I know how to put one together. Who am I calling? The local FBI office or the cops?”

I smile. “Oh, the cops. Most definitely the cops. We need them to panic in a way no FBI would.” The two cops in the station unknowingly baiting Kade comes to mind. “Call ...