Jon banged on the door. Sophia wondered why he had knocked so hard. Was this a signal? She suspected him. But why is he protecting me? The intrigue thickened.
She opened the door for him. Her heart fell when she skimmed his haggard face and the dark circles under his eyes.
“Come. Can you tell me what’s happening? Why are these crazy events happening? I need to know. You are secretive, and I demand transparency!” Tears formed in her eyes.
They moved to the sofa pod and sat across from each other. Sophia focused on his verbal and non-verbal movements. His lying had angered her.
“Sophia, please let me explain. I received a call right before your plane landed. The oil moguls do not want you in Romala. They don’t want you snooping. Your track record for finding the root of anomalies is stellar. The oil company knows your history and fears your experiments could uncover the facts. Since you insist on knowing, I must tell you. So here is the truth.”
“Now, you want to give me the truth?” Her fiery eyes bore into his soul.
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