Aaron's POV - Blackwood HQ
Aaron set his phone down on his desk. The office was dark, the only light coming in was from the city lights outside the window.
He said no.
That should have been comforting. It wasn't. The problem wasn't the answer. It was that the question had been asked at all. That Silver felt comfortable enough to ask. That Cameron had mentioned it, sounding just a little guilty without realizing why.
Aaron pulled up the file Benjamin Sterling had quietly shared months ago… a basic security rundown on Cameron's close contacts. He scrolled to Silas "Silver" Morrow. Computer science major. Clean record. Smart. Quiet.
Harmless.
Aaron's jaw tightened. He knew better than anyone that 'harmless' sometimes was the most dangerous of all. They get close. They shared coffee. Long study sessions. Conversations that started with coursework and went somewhere else.
