It just made him uneasy. He had a silver tongue when it came to political friends and maneuverings, but when it came down to it, Aden preferred working with his hands. He liked fighting. He loved the chase. It was why he adored books as much as he did and preferred them to computers. He liked the tangible page, resting in his palm. Perhaps that made him archaic, but it worked for him. His pack survived because he recognized his strengths.
But Darren had different strengths. He had different abilities. He had the same need to get his hands dirty like Aden did, but he also had a cunning mind that was long accustomed to these kind of backdoor games. Subterfuge was his specialty, and considering Oliver knew Aden’s methodology backward and forward, using Darren’s expertise made the most sense.