Kade waited, tail flicking from side to side.
The test had gone flawlessly, Chorale, and the ex-soldier had gotten slightly under average.
High enough, Concerto wouldn't suspect she was faking.
Yet low enough, that they would have very little influence.
Daren had done his job well.
Kade needed to talk to the two of them, so he'd prepared an secluded area.
A knock on the door signaled the arrival of one of the prisoners.
Aerith was shoved, none too gently, into the room.
Kade rubbed his jaw, then turned to him. "I am going to ask you some questions, let us keep this civil and everything should be fine."
Chorale would be along shortly.
And Concerto would be none the wiser.
Concerto was on a need to know basis, and he didn't need to know...