The confident artist and scientist who couldn’t be bothered to remember Coop’s name suddenly appeared as painfully shy as Cherise. It was clear she didn’t want to talk about any of this, but he still had to know. He decided to go with the direct but noninvasive approach. “If you had a little sister,” he asked Stevie, “would you hire him?” Kyle put his arm around Stevie’s shoulders. A form of protection he didn’t even bother to show his own sisters. “If I had a little sister,” Stevie said, her arms wrapped around her waist, “I’d keep her as far away from that fucker as humanly possible.” She
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