Misato was Blair's shadow. Her assistant. Her best friend. And now Misato was spending all her time training our squad instead of following Blair around campus.
That would piss Blair off.
Which meant Blair was probably pissed at me specifically.
Great. Add her to the list of people who wanted me dead.
I changed into gym clothes. Grabbed my spear from the corner. The standard-issue one from the armory.
My phone buzzed one more time.
Unknown Number: This is Blair. We need to talk after your training. Meet me at Summit House. Don't be late.
I stared at the text.
Then typed back.
Me: who is this?
Blair: Don't play stupid. Summit House. 7 PM. Be there.
I locked my phone. Shoved it in my pocket.
Cool. Cool cool cool.
Blair wanted to talk. That was fine. Everything was fine.
I grabbed my water bottle. Headed out.
