Under Certain Conditions

Although I technically agreed to accept the transreality radio, I still very much disliked the idea of keeping anything the organization could track around. Even if it was as Alyssa said, and she was the only one who could access the tracking info. I might have tolerated her presence, and thought she wasn't so bad for the organization member, but that didn't mean I trusted her.

Of course, I could simply take my words back. That might have been shameless, but so what? It's not like I ever cared about having integrity or anything of the sort.

But rather than completely change my mind and flat-out deny her, I thought of a way to try to use the situation to my advantage. That is, accept it, but under certain conditions. Having some time before our next meeting, I thought of several different things I might ask of her in return.

When I arrived at the rooftop bar on Monday evening, she was already there, waiting as always. Or rather, now it should be almost always.