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I wasn’t just any latent. As an authenticator, I could see echoes of the event that had turned an item into an artifact.
“The dirtier an item, the hotter it becomes, and the harder it is to control its amplifying effect on a latent’s trick.”
Kempthorne’s real smile melted all the leftover ice in his glare. “I simply meant you’re worth more than any man there and you needn’t have felt uncomfortable.”
This wasn’t a romance. It was two men trying to fuck away a whole lot of complicated shit, no strings attached. And I was there for it.
As I walked away, I heard Gina say I’d cool down by the morning. But by the morning, I’d be gone. I was finished at Kempthorne & Co. It was over.
I would be pissed off too! They totally had him in the dark when they know he doesn’t like going into operations blindly. That’s a fucked up thing to do to a coworker and a friend.
“I have associates,” he said. “Business contacts. A financial manager, housekeepers, a driver, multiple business mangers running the estate, but no friends, Dom. Good ones are hard to come by.”
We were the same. Anger simmered. He could have bloody well told me! Damn the man, he could have trusted me.
Kempthorn pisses me off too with all his secrets.
