Status Updates From Watchdog

It was hard to believe that this was the same person I had once hated so deeply. Proof that anything can change with time. It was a simple thought, but it echoed through me like a gong. There was still more change to come, but right now, in this moment, I was content to soak it in and let the future, however soon to pass, stay ahead of me.

Jennings seemed to struggle to get the words out, and I realized that, much more than simply realizing that he had overlooked a bug, this situation was forcing him to admit that I had been right, and that he had miscalculated the ethics of his team. It was likely a hard blow to hit the man a second time. The thought made me wonder again about our predecessors.

There were no fireworks, not in the traditional sense, and given the passionate, bickering nature of our relationship, I had half-expected there to be. Instead, the sensation was warm, more like candlelight or a fire in the hearth of home.

“Do you even know what you’re planning to apologize for, or were you just saying that to get me to open the door?” he asked. He lifted his eyebrows expectantly. I brushed a strand of hair out of my face and forced myself to hold his gaze.

Welcome to Washington, the land where friends and foes usually wind up playing for the same team.

“Just Artemis fawning over Luke Ryder again,” she crowed. I rolled my eyes.
“If by fawning, you mean he’s a deer, I have a gun, and it’s open season, then sure.”

This might be one of the most enjoyable books I have read in a while. Maybe I need to go back to YA books in general