Page 17 of See No Evil


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He grins and says, “If you need any help, just let me know. I have a lot of spare time these days.”

“That’s what retirement is all about, right?”

“I like that you remember that,” he says, darting his eyes to me before returning to the road.

I laugh at him. “Are you always going to use my words against me?”

“Probably,” he says, running his hand over his beard.

“And thanks for the offer,” I tell him. “I might have to take you up on it. I can only do so much by learning from videos on the Internet.”

He shakes his head. “That’s what you’ve been doing? Just tell me what you need. Spence and I will get it done.”

“I can’t ask you to do that,” I say, brow furrowing. “It wouldn’t be right. I’ll do what I can but if I get really stuck, it’s nice to know I can call on you for backup.”

“I’ll come inside and see what I’ll need,” he says, ignoring me. “It will be fun.”

“Fun?” I ask, quirking my brow. “That’s your definition of fun?”

“Sure,” he says, shrugging. “I don’t drink, or do drugs or anything like that. Not much of a partier. I like to be productive. I like to run, to train, and I like working with my hands.”

I wonder what else he’s good at with his hands.

Okay, mind out of the gutter, Brielle.

“Train?” I ask, wondering what he means.

“Yeah,” he says. “I’ve done mixed martial arts my whole life, so sometimes Spence and I will mess around. I don’t want to become sloppy.”

“I like to drink sometimes,” I say, interested in his reaction.

“That’s fine,” he says, not fazed. “It’s just not for me.”

Is he a control freak? I have a feeling that he is, and that’s why he doesn’t drink. Either way, I’m not going to judge him on his choices, just like he didn’t judge me on mine.

“Noted,” I say, watching the road.

I’m going to the beach.

With Sylar.

I guess I owe Christina a thank you after all, because without her scheme, Sylar and I would still be strangers.

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