[Tyson]
“So, we have set him up with a mic and camera,” McCray said, and I nodded as I glanced over at the human. His name was Steven Hills, and he was a youngster, aged twenty-two. I wasn’t sure what made him trustworthy, because he didn’t look very trustworthy. I wasn’t about to question McCray, but I felt that Steven was scared of McCray.
“How does that work?” Dante questioned and I was extremely tempted to roll my eyes. Where Dante and Lucien thought I was young and naive, I considered them old and out of date.
“Basically, he will be recording everything he sees and hears,” McCray explained. “It is undetected by an immortal, so they won’t even notice it,” he went on as he looked over at Otto. “As soon as you reach the benchmark, make sure he sets it up,” McCray then turned to Steve
