It takes a moment, but eventually Davis opens the door. He doesn’t seem particularly shocked to see me, though he doesn’t seem pleased about it either. “I’ve been told that if you arrive again, I’m to send you away,” Davis says. I would like to check on Thea and make sure she’s okay, but that’s
Almost. “If the Whisperers decided to back Edward Zimmer, that could account for his sudden success.” “But why would they do that? I thought they were backing Miles. I’ve heard their influence was pivotal in helping lowering the age required for presidential candidates, specifically so that Mile
I know, the minute I call Hugo that Miles isn’t going to like this. He hasn’t said as much, mostly because I haven’t told him yet, but also I don’t think he would. He would never tell me I can’t be friends with Hugo, though the thought of it makes him jealous. Usually that leads to possessive sexy
“It should be okay.” “I should be with you,” Miles says. The offer is well intentioned and sweet but I can’t possibly accept. “You being there would draw way too much attention. We can’t have it publically known that we are looking into Zimmer or the Whisperers,” I say. “Hugo will be discrete,
Hugo looks back at me with an expression so unreadable, I wonder if he’s even going to answer my request. But he must, right? I mean, why even bother agreeing to this meeting if he intends to shoot me down? “I don’t have concrete proof myself,” Hugo admits. “But you are certainly not the only one
In his head, Miles knows that Hugo isn’t responsible for what’s happened to Esther. She’s been going through a lot lately, and Miles half expected to have her returned to him in this state when he saw her off before this meeting. Still, seeing Hugo with his arm around Esther’s waist, while she loo
He doesn’t want Hugo to know what happened in here. He might have heard the shower running, but everything else is none of his business. Dressed to perfection, Miles heads to the door of the bedroom. He turns out the light and steps out into the hallway. He finds Hugo waiting in the living room.
At Miles’s insistence, I stay home for another two days before inactivity drives me to actual madness and I insist on returning to work. As soon as I step foot in the headquarters, the other workers and volunteers bombard me with questions and well wishes. I’ve been missed, it seems, even though I