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alright?”
           Remus nodded, looking at the ground.
           “I need to talk to you.”
           Isa studied the expression on Remus’
face, unsure if she should be worried about a massive disaster or if it was a
personal problem. It was not traditional for the Golden and Silver Elites to
speak face-to-face, but Isa and Remus were hardly traditional. They had been
close friends since their time in school together, so they found it easy to
approach one another. In fact, most of the Elites in Isa’s Syndicate were
unusual in that sense. While there were still many conversations that took
place through the NCB chairs while working, Isa encouraged all Elites to speak
with her face-to-face as often as possible, which was easier with all the
Elites having known each other since they were children.
           “Where shall we go?”
           “Anon Tower?”
           Isa spent the entire drive worried about
what Remus could possibly have to tell her. She tried not to glance in the
mirrors of her vehicle to the car directly behind her, forcing her mind not to
jump to the worst conclusions.
           When they pulled into the secured,
secluded parking garage for Anon Tower, Isa waited for Remus to get out of his
car before going to the guest elevator. Using her ID card, the two began the
ascent to the top floor. They did not speak, wary of the cameras in the
elevator car.
           Isa could tell that Remus was tense.
Having known him for nearly their entire lives, she could discern that he was
not nervous about any disaster or catastrophe that Isa had yet to learn. She
knew he was nervous that she would not approve of something he had done.
           She would have preferred to handle a
catastrophe.
           They stepped out of the elevator and went
to the front door of Isa’s home. After walking in the door, they were both
greeted by Tarah, Isa’s young caretaker.
           “Welcome home,” she said, bowing her
head.
           “Thank you, Tarah,” Isa said. “Please
bring two glasses of wine to the balcony.”
           “Yes, Miss,” she affirmed, scurrying
away.
           The two Elites moved through the spacious
living area to the balcony, stepping into the dusk air as the sun set and the
lights of Anon began to illuminate the city.
           “Should I be concerned about something
you have done?” Isa asked lightly, glancing at Remus with a teasing smile. The
Silver Elite pursed his lips, smiling thinly as he looked to the balcony under
his feet.
           “You should not be concerned …but you will likely not be pleased.”
           Isa took a deep breath.
           “Can you wait to tell me until after I
have my wine?”
           “I’m probably going to need the wine to
get the courage to tell you,” Remus admitted with a broken chuckle.
           “Why?” Isa laughed. “Do I frighten you?”
           “You can be formidable,” Remus played
along. “You would never be so angry with me that you wouldn’t speak to me,
correct?”
           Isa smiled gently, an unreadable light in
her eyes.
           “I have always needed you by my side,”
she said. “I could not function without you. You know that.”
           “You would be just fine without me,”
Remus said, shaking his head. “But that was not my question.”
           “No, Remus,” Isa assured. “I might not
speak to you for a day, depending on what you did.” She laughed. “Once my wine
gets here, I want you to tell me what’s worrying you.”
           Remus took a deep breath, nodding, his
expression showing his apprehension. He looked over the growing lights of Anon,
watching the darkness creep over the horizon as the city lit up and the
nightlife began. Isa also watched the city don the mask of nightly
entertainment, tantalizing everyone with bright lights and promises of escape.
           The balcony