They’re going to have to be really convincing if they have any hope of surviving.” My shout of victory died a little before it reached my lips. “I don’t like your condition.” “Too bad.” I narrowed my eyes. “Sorry,” he demurred, not even sounding remotely apologetic. “What I meant to say is that we’re compromising between our two wants. I’m meeting you halfway here. I am giving them a chance.” I wasn’t sure what chance he was giving, but this was a…compromise. It was also a definite improvement. “Okay. Then I will meet you in the middle.”
