Also, I was a little embarrassed. I hadn’t been able to stop myself from speaking. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion, and Nico shrugged. “Sorry. It’s one of my gifts, I guess. I am unable to control it. People like to tell me things with very little prompting. It is why I am the town counselor. It has its benefits.” “As an interrogator?” I said, disgruntlement coursing through me. Now I knew why they insisted on these post-turning therapy sessions. “In the past, yes. In a much darker time in history.”
