Ramsey
I stepped off the jet and inhaled deeply, as my gaze swept across the familiar terrain of Blue Ridge.
"So much for security," I scoffed under my breath, surprised that there weren't warriors here already blazing with guns to stop us. Didn't they pick the jet in their security radar?
It had been a while since I was last here. I stared at my watch – the journey had taken exactly thirty minutes, just as planned and if everything went well, I should be on my way back to White Moon before evening. I wanted to round off every discussion with Nathan today.
Because this is going to be the last time I come to make peace.
The easiest way to trick people like him is to give them the illusion that they're in charge. It messes with their reasoning and that's exactly what I've been doing with Nathan so far. To Nathan, he feels he calls the shots and can do whatever pleases him but I've anticipated everything he's doing.
