Voren leaned back in his chair, his mind racing faster than his calm exterior allowed anyone to see, because the possibility that Leon might have already opened his mouth about what really happened had been gnawing at him ever since Seraphine stepped into the room.
At the same time, another thought crawled through his mind, darker and far more irritating, that Seraphine might simply be testing him, playing one of those subtle mind games she was infamous for, where she threw out accusations just to watch who cracked first.
Instead of giving away anything that might betray him, Voren curled his lips into a cold, sarcastic smile and answered in a tone dripping with mockery.
"Among the long list of people who want you dead," he said slowly, letting the words hang in the air, "I'm the first in line, so tell me why the fuck I would suddenly decide to save your life."
