Aiden waited outside the door, wondering if he should take up this opportunity. Well, not so much an opportunity. He didn't know if Storm and her mysterious company were going to release his answers to the questions to the public, humiliate him, or do anything else. He just had trust and faith.

Finally, he came to a decision and knocked. Storm opened it almost immediately, wearing a smile Aiden could see right through.

"Okay, what's up? And why are you giving me a fake smile?" Aiden asked.

"Perfect," she said looking up at him thoughtfully. "Perfect."

"What's perfect?" Aiden asked feeling a little uncomfortable and confused.

"I didn't even say anything and you could tell something's up. Not most people can do that you know. I'm usually pretty convincing." Storm said smirking.

"Not to me, you aren't. I think they're just trying to be nice." Aiden chuckled.

"That's why you're perfect for the job." Storm and Aiden sat down on the same desk he was interviewed on day-before-yesterday. It made him bitter.

"I think it's time you tell me everything," Aiden said raising one eyebrow.

Storm sighed. "I suppose it is."