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“If Andor were double-crossing us, they’d have taken us down by now.”
Kleya scoffed. Truthfully, he deserved every ounce of her derision. “Or the ISB is taking their time painting a very detailed picture and placing all of their assets, so that when they do strike, they can sweep it all up at once.”
It wasn’t a headache, really. An insistent, escalating pressure, the weight of his own compromise, all of the allowances he’d made for Cassian Andor from the first they met and fought their way out of the warehouse on Ferrix. To the moment he’d offered himself up, begged to be killed or to be made useful; and how Luthen had used, without hesitation or remorse.
He couldn’t decide if it bothered him more, to think himself capable of misjudgment so severe, or to think Andor capable of such skillful and protracted betrayal.