Roselle's POV
"Alright, Roselle. Let's begin," Caleb says to me. I release a breath I didn't know I was holding. I like to go about everything as if it's a task on a to-do list. The best way to go about this situation is to simply review the questions. I must do this in a professional manner. Never show any hint of weakness or say anything that would make me look incompetent. If he sees me nervous about any of the answers, he could use it against me later. I just need to keep calm and stay in control of my emotions.
"Let's," I reply.
"How do you want to do this?"
"I don't know. How do you?"
"I'll give you a separate sheet of paper with my answers to your questions. I'll go down the list reading your questions, and you'll see the corresponding answers on your list. You probably don't remember the questions you asked, so this will be fun to see you worry," he finishes the last sentence of his explanation with a very evident smirk.
I roll my eyes. The nerve of him. As if I'll be afraid of these answers.
"Be quiet before I wipe that smirk off of your face. Now hand me your list, and let's get this over with," I say, clearly annoyed.
"My gosh. What's up with you?"
"Nothing!"
"There's obviously something, but I don't care. Here," he says as he hands me the much-needed answers to my questions.
"If you didn't care, why would you start something?" I question him.
"Shut it."
"You shut it. We need to look at our lists," I say as my eyes scan the list of answers. The answers read:
-Answers-
1. because we've researched all of the possible people, and out of all of them, you seemed like the best choice
2. Yeah, I guess we are.
3. Here
4. Wouldn't those be the same thing either way?
5. Well, they say never trust a stranger, but that's up to you.
6. No. Not yet. Other people do though.
7. we have our ways
8. You'll learn when I think you'll be able to handle it.
9.
"Alright, first question," he says, his eyes skimming through his own paper.
"I don't remember any of these," I mutter to myself.
"Here it is. ' 1. Why am I here when there are probably other people connected to Hunter? ' Now what was my response to that?"
My eyes begin to widen at the answer. How were they able to do research on people they don't even know. I can't believe this. Did Hunter say anything? I thought Caleb said they were part of enemy gangs. Everything is so confusing. "Okay, okay. Calm. Down," I think to myself. I have to show no emotion. I need to remain calm at all times.
