Meredith.
"Why are you suddenly interested in Valmora?" Draven asked without missing a beat.
That wasn't the answer I wanted to hear, and he seemed to not care. Also, he looked like he wasn't going to answer my questions until I gave him what he wanted.
"I heard it from somewhere," I lied.
He gazed at me for a moment before shaking his head.
"Valmora isn't just a name you hear anywhere. And most people in your generation might not have any idea about her. So tell me... the truth."
Draven still remained calm and closed after refusing to buy my lies, having caught up with my sham. At least he wasn't flaring up.
"Okay." I agreed. "I will tell you how I got that name after finding out her identity. What do you say?"
We struck a deal.
Draven stood to his feet and walked over to my spot before leaning back towards his desk. Then he supported his balance with his palms pressed hard on the desk before gesturing for me to sit.
I took a seat without peeling my gaze off him.
