“What happened?” Enzo wasn’t sure if she’d actually tell him, but it was worth a shot. He took a look around the room for a moment before he took a seat at the table. One bed. No roommate? How did Gretel get so lucky?
“Soooo, what needed to be discussed in person?” He had been fine talking to Gretel over the network. It meant not leaving Bonnie’s room and staying away from the angels. But the network hadn’t seemed good enough, so here he was, sitting in Gretel’s room, trying to figure her out.