But they still brought him in. Even though he's not one of their yes-men, part of their fucked up little orphan club that Pope and his cohort are so proud of. Riley bows his head, rubbing Carver's knuckles. They brought him because something's wrong with Carver, something is very wrong, and they couldn't do it through official channels.

Riley wants badly to believe that they care. That they want to be human beings about this.

Then he exhales sharply and does what he wanted to from the start and just climbs onto the bed and lies down next to Carver. "This is classified, too," he tells them flatly.

Say a fucking word, he dares them, staring at Pope. Say a fucking word.