But let me cut to the chase, as you said. I asked Emelle to spy for me. To help my attempts in the rebellion. I’m hoping you will join that cause as well.” The genfins weren’t expecting that. Sylred’s brown eyes widen, Ronak’s jaw clenches and Evert scoffs. “Wait a minute, you want Emelle as a spy?” he laughs. “She’s not spy material.” “Hey!” “He’s right,” Ronak agrees. “Congratulations,” I snap. “You’re known as the asshole again. And you,” I say, pointing at Evert. “Watch it.”
