The elevator hummed steadily on its way down, a low mechanical vibration traveling up through the floor. Sherry's hand was in mine, warm against my palm, her thumb brushing lightly over my knuckles in small, absent circles.
"So you're telling me Sinn is the one who brought men to take down CGI?" she asked, genuine confusion in her voice, her brow furrowing slightly as she looked up at me.
"Yes."
She looked at me for a long moment, eyes searching mine, the soft glow of the elevator lights catching on her short brunette hair. "You need to be careful, Bram. We can't just pick a side because we still can't tell who's right and who's wrong here."
"I think Bala's right," I said.
The way I said it made her pull back slightly, shoulders finding the cool metal of the elevator wall as it slowed and stopped, her fingers loosening in mine for a fraction of a second.
