Still as oblivious to the truth as ever, Wrenn seemed awash with concern. In a hushed tone, "I ...concede. Byron's work is top notch, so your sister having him as an ally would be fruitful indeed."<br/><br/>It wasn't that great a distance to the back room. It looked more like a home room than an office. Comfortable furnishings, warm decor, almost like a room for entertaining guests. When the door had shut behind them, he stated rather flatly "Listen, I know you're lying to the young man. I don't know how you're getting away with it. Maybe you're just<em>that</em>convincing. Or he's distracted easily..."