The silence stretched as Seth deliberated on a reply.
Trust… When it came to the level of power Seth held, and the political authority the President commanded, those words weren't something to be used casually.
Even back on Seth's team, it had taken time to build solidarity and trust.
But staring at the President, while Seth could say he respected the man, trust?
Well, he wasn't so sure. Yet for the President to ask, something important must definitely be weighing on his mind.
Something he wished to share with Seth — information Seth wouldn't want to miss.
Staring at the man's sturdy back, Seth couldn't help but be reminded of a similar silhouette.
A man he had encountered once, whose image remained so ingrained in his psyche Seth could recall vivid details of his features…
Adam…
And if there was one thing the human brain loved, it was the familiar — something it recognized.
So instinctively, Seth found himself leaning toward a positive reply.
