student?”
Devin kept his hands visible on the table. “I’m just studying.”
“For what?”
“Math.”
Cain glanced at the open book. “Math.” He smiled faintly. “That supposed to help you in here?”
“Helps me when I leave.”
Pike looked away at that, just for a second.
Cain noticed and liked it. “Hear that? He’s leaving. Got plans. Got breathing exercises. Got a future.continue reading …
