Aaron's laugh was a low, rich sound that seemed to vibrate through the phone. It was gone almost as quickly as it came, but it left Cameron feeling strangely warm.
"It wasn't an arrangement," Aaron said, his voice still laced with amusement. "It was a suggestion. Alexander asked if your record is good enough for an interview. And I said yes. The decision to apply, and to accept, remains entirely yours."
"But you talked about me," Cameron pressed, walking over to his window. "Like I was a business proposition."
"To Alexander, everything is a business proposition. Including family. He sees your mind as an asset and wants to invest in it." Aaron paused. "I was simply verifying data. Your last paper on predictive policing was… impressively scathing for an undergraduate."
Cameron blinked, surprised. "You read it?"
