There was that smile again, eerie and unsettling. For a moment, he just watched Gabe trying to figure it out. He had every intent of disposing of the Meta before anyone else returned to the lab, so what was the harm in showing his hand? No one else was going to find out.

"I'm sure you did. Base every lie in a bit of truth to hide he seams. But that's what happens when you blunder through. Not that I expected you to see it, but when you're rooting in other people's minds you need to be aware of hidden pitfalls. You see..." His voice dropped even lower, a husky, rhaspy tone that was even less like himself than anything before. "I am not Harrison Wells."