Danziger didn’t want to go behind Devon’s back and talk to the others about Yale, but he was a practical man. A man that knew that Yale was most important to Devon just under Uly, and when it came down to it, her judgment was clouded.

And clouded meant dangerous. So he took matters into his own hands. And the group was just as conflicted as he was himself.

As everyone cleared out, she slipped down the ladder, and he’d never wished more that the ground would open up and swallow him whole. “You hear all that?” And her simple nod gave him his answer. “Devon, I just…”

She lifted her hand and whispered, “You did what you had to do. I can’t be angry about that.” She took a shaky breath and stepped around him. “I just hope it doesn’t come down to that.”

He watched as she exited the biodome. “Me too, Adair. Me too.”