Chapter Fifty-Six
Julia smiled sweetly at the dark shadow hologram sitting at the table across from her.
She didn’t understand how people could tolerate talking to others when they could only hear the voice. It’d always made her skin crawl. Something about it felt fundamentally unnatural.
The man across from her might not be real or anything more than the barest outline of a person, but that small visual presence gave a fundamental gravity to the conversation that was otherwise lacking and pushed away any of the unpleasantness that threatened to discomfit her.
The man cleared his throat. Julia, like others in the Core, referred to him as the Agent.
It was hard to keep track of all his false names, including the last he’d used. He’d been Hadrian Conners during his previous major missio
