Years of living here had taught me the hierarchy. The unspoken protocols nobody bothered explaining to outsiders.Apparently my brain had filed all that information away for safekeeping."Ms. Harper raises a valid point," Elder Morrison interjected at one stage. "We should probably adjust the schedule like she's suggesting."Jason's eyes found mine. Those impossibly green eyes that still saw too much."You understand pack operations remarkably well," he observed. Casual tone. Loaded implication. "For someone outside our world."My heart did something complicated. "Research is crucial. I make it a point to understand how my clients operate structurally.""Impressive research."Finally, when a lunch break arrived, I practically launched myself out of my chair."I need to return some calls. Claire, can you coordinate the catering?""Got it."I escaped into the corridor before anyone could protest. I needed air. Needed distance from Jason's penetrating stare that seemed determined to peel
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