C110 The Watcher’s Veil

Ethan’s thoughts raced as he considered Chris’s phrases. Could it be actual? Was a person spying on him, looking forward to the proper second to strike? The concept sent a sit back down his backbone, but he forced himself to live calmly.

“I’ll type it out,” Ethan said after a second, his voice regular.

“Good,” Chris responded. “Just be cautious, Ethan