"Z-Gen Omega."
Those words had come out of his mouth. I found myself leaning on the door as my vision lost focus.
How did he find out? He couldn't have seen that in my messages. It was a banned word in our text vocabulary.
Most importantly,
What do I do now?
He watched my reaction. He always watched with those hawk-like eyes that had a way of making you feel naked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The words were clearer than I expected, given the position I was in.
I stood straighter to further affirm my statement. To appear more in control.
He nodded thoughtfully. "I am usually not wrong about these things."
Then he gave me the blankest expression I'd ever seen. "It would not be a problem then if I report my observation to the authorities. Right, Mr Ren?" He cocked his head, a movement which was almost robotic, and my face immediately fell.
That would be the end of me.
