Oh, it was harder when they were friendly. If they were angry, if they were violent, he could (almost) justify his own behavior, could shove denial in front of his actions well they probably had it coming. But this guy, he had one of those auras of likability.

Piper licked his lips, swallowed, and took a seat across from him.

"Your name, age, and date of registration, please." It was the typical, textbook opening trap. This guy wasn't on the books as a registered imPort--it was like a Nazi telling a spy their German was really good.

Like a Nazi.

Damn.