"Yes," Carolina says dryly. "I would."

And that's fine. Connecticut can ask her myriad questions and she'll answer them. What reason does she have to lie? Why would she ever cover for the Director's ass after what he's done.

We have a common enemy, CT.

And I'm not one of them.

"Here's a question," weight shifted forward on bulked forearms, eyes like a hungry panther's. "How much do you know?"