88. Two
It takes two seconds exactly for her to take in his appearance. His suit, a dark black over a white button up, black tie. His hair, still curly as ever, but styled subtly. His mouth, his eyes.
It takes another two for her brain to remember, oh, here we are. He obviously wants to know why I shot his head of security and bolted, never intending to see him again, only to end up here in his office.
She does the only thing she knows how to do in situations like these.
She pulls out her gun and aims it at him, clicking off the safety, holding a finger lightly on the trigger. "Don't move."
"What-," he shows no intention of moving, seemingly frozen to the spot. "What are you doing here?"
Stupidly she slips the USB into the hidden pocket of her pants. "I'm just leaving actually."
She makes sure the gun never wavers as she walks forward. "Where's Jason?"
"He- with Piper," Leo watches her, eyes hardening. "I sent them home for the night."
She shakes her head. Never careful. "Leo."
"If you're going to kill me…"
"I'm not."
"Why?"
"That's not my mission," she looks down, but barely for a second. "I got what I came for."
He shakes his head. "Just another mission then? Like last time?"
She swallows. "Not exactly like last time."
He laughs, bitterly. "Of course, how silly of me. This time you don't fool someone into thinking you love them."
She rolls her eyes, ignoring her heart clench. "It was nothing personal."
"It's always personal." Leo meets her eyes. "We know that better than any of them."
She doesn't reply.
"Well." He looks at his computer. "You know we'll get that back. Eventually. And more, probably."
She snorts. "Like Lupa will ever let your people get their hands on it."
He raises an eyebrow. "My people have gotten one over yours more than you've done to us."
"If we had Percy and Annabeth-"
"But you don't." He interrupts. "We do. Along with some of your own."
Spies. Double agents, in their own organization. Reyna will have to report this to Lupa. "Who?"
"Your friends. Hazel and Frank?" Leo meets her eyes steadily, not missing her signs of surprise, maybe even seeing her betrayal. "Will you report them, Reyna?"
"They- you're lying." Her hand isn't shaking. It's not.
"No." He speaks quietly. "That's one thing I never did to you. I don't intend to start now."
She ignores that. "Then why tell me?"
"Maybe I want to see where your loyalties really lie." He's standing behind his desk now. "Go on then. My last few guards will be coming any second. Shoot me and run."
He's challenging her.
"If you do," he speaks calmly, meeting her eyes steadily. "I won't forgive you."
She laughs. "How could you forgive me even now? After everything?"
He shrugs.
Reyna closes her eyes for only a second.
And then she shoots the wall just beside his ear, watches as he ducks to fall on the floor.
"Goodbye Leo."
She turns and leaves, not leaving a trace she was ever there.