Chapter 361 He'll Never Forgive Me

• Ann couldn't stop thinking about everything that she had seen within those files, and the unease followed her down the corridor. It felt as though every page had burned itself into her mind and the fact that every path they'd followed came back to Bartholomew had devastated her.
• It just didn't sit right with her. Not only had he always been like the elderly grandfather who took both her and Lexi under his wing, he had also stood beside them when they worked to clear the corruption out of the Enclave. Had he really been acting as a double agent the entire time? He had never been careless when it came to his duties before now, yet the picture now said otherwise.
• The guards outside the council lounge snapped to attention as she passed them and inside, she found Bartholomew sat alone. The fire had burned low and the tea on the table looked as though it hadn't been touched. He held a book closed in his lap, though it looked like it hadn't been opened in hours.