Brent didn't really care about what the rest of the meeting was about.
So sue him, he was a little preoccupied with other things. He was sure the meeting went well, given that it ended at a decent time, but he didn't really care what the outcome was. As far as he was concerned, everyone was doing what they were meant to do.
If the spy got found out, or if there wasn't a spy, he didn't care. He'd been living like he was being monitored since he was 5, it wasn't like they had learned everything about him in the time that they had been watching him.
He was glad that the smarter people were handling it. He felt like he had a bit of a one track mind right now. He also felt like that could be excused. After all, a lot had happened to him and he was finally going to be able to get revenge. Something he hadn't even dared to dream about when it had happened, and in the years after it had happened.
