The silence was more than enough. Emil didn’t want to reveal Russel’s secret so quickly, not when he can get under his skin so effectively. He smiled even wider and you could feel the smugness radiating off him.

“You know, if I had a mic this would be the moment I drop it.”

He turned around and walked to the door. In the mental tally he was keeping, he considered this conversation a victory. Better quit here and let Russel stew in his own juice.