“Now you’re
not listening,” Archel moaned.
“I am too,”
Cassie said, adding, “the Advisors won’t listen. And, you want me to do
something about it.” She gave him a bland smile, “what can I do?”
“Give them a
message.”
She tilted her
head, “what message.”
“We need
help.”
“I don’t think
that your Advisors will like that.”
“They don’t
have to know,” Archel’s emerald eyes sparkled, “you don’t have to tell them.”
He whispered, insisting, “we have to do something.”
Cassie shook
her head, “I’m not saying you’re wrong, but what if they find out?”
“What are they
going to do? Fire me? I didn’t ask for this…” he waved an arm around the sweat
stinking Elite’s Training Center.
