OLIVIA WIPED HER brow with her hand while holding the microphone connecting to Charie’s voice box. While she would normally allow Charie the freedom to use her own mind to think up things to say like Charlotte would, Olivia did not want to chance it.
The inventor had somehow managed to get The State’s attention, but who was the rat. Who? Damien was sitting beside her holding a pair of earphones to his ears. He was listening to everything going on and then dictating to Olivia to which she would reply in “a Charlotte-like-way”.
“Do you think they would have revealed themselves?” Damien whispered before Olivia shushed him with her finger.
Tuning back into The State’s meeting, Damien prepared for what was coming next.
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