“Has Kennedy given you anything useful yet?” Master Gold asked his son.
“Not much,” Liam lied. “He talks about wanting to bring change to the Council, but when I’ve asked him how he plans on doing it, he goes quiet. I don’t think he quite trusts me yet.”
“That’s all you’ve found out in two weeks?” Gold snapped.
“There is one other thing,” Liam said hesitantly. “Last night, he went into Charlotte’s room to answer his phone and I overheard him saying something about needing to be more careful and meeting outside of the Council housing next time.”
Master Gold narrowed his eyes in thought. “And you didn’t hear a name?”
“No, he never said a name,” Liam explained, hoping the small piece of false information would be enough to appease his father for now.
“I’ll have him followed the nex
