Shifting Views

"Sure," Ty said, confusion and curiosity playing across his features. He settled back into his seat while Alexander gave him a passing glance before strolling off, his demeanor nonchalant. The sound of the door clicking shut echoed throughout the room, leaving Ty alone with Ya-Mi. She crossed her legs, her face a mask of concentration.

"Just a few more questions," she began. "What did Lieutenant Daemon mean to you?"