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Deep Black (Tom Locke #2) Deep Black by Sean McFate
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“You called because of the key. Admit it. You felt alive, when you found out what was at stake. You felt a sense of purpose again, knowing you could change the world. You felt power. It sharpens the mind, Thomas. It enhances the senses. You can taste it: the sense of destiny. You are part of the world, but you are standing above it, beyond it. You matter. That’s true power, Thomas. That’s why you called.”
He was wrong. I called because it was the only way out. I called because I didn’t want anyone else to die. I called because every life is precious. Didn’t I?
“Know thyself, Thomas. Accept it.”
I could see it then. I knew why he had been following me, waiting for me to come back, like the prodigal son. Brad Winters, it turned out, did have someone like Jimmy Miles in his life. That someone was me.
But I hated Brad Winters. Didn’t I?”
Sean McFate, Deep Black
“If you had died in Ukraine, Thomas, you wouldn’t be the man I thought you were.” He looked me in the eye for dramatic effect, but I didn’t squirm under his gaze. Not anymore. “But you weren’t killed, and you are the man I imagined.”
“My friend died there,” I said. “A man I trusted like a brother.”
“Men die, Thomas. You should know this better than most. It’s what you do.”
He didn’t understand. He didn’t have anyone in his life that mattered to him like Jimmy Miles had to me. He probably didn’t even have someone like Boon.
“Why did you track me?”
He laughed. “You know the answer to that, Thomas.” But I didn’t, and Winters realized it. If he was disappointed, he didn’t show it. “Sometimes, we are the last to know ourselves,” he said.
Since when was this snake a philosopher?”
Sean McFate, Deep Black
“I thought you’d run. Most people would have.”
“You would have caught me.”
“True. Most people figure that out too late.”
Fine, Brad, let’s talk this through, if that’s what you want. And yes, I used your first name. I don’t kowtow to you anymore. At least not in my own head.
“You betrayed me in Ukraine,” I said.
“We’ve been over this.”
“No, we haven’t.”
Winters sighed, like I was wasting his time. Fine with me. I knew he wanted to be at Camp Speicher even less than I did. I was comfortable in this environment; he wasn’t.”
Sean McFate, Deep Black