A murderous, frightful look was in Trip's eyes by that time. Jonah still couldn't get his legs to move.
“The big, blue problem. And suddenly, Jonathan changed. He had this blind spot for you. Because you were the Blue Aura, you had this hold over him. Stupid, useless, and volatile as you are, you had a hold over him. You sank your claws into everybody, but Jonathan most of all.”
Jonah's eyes narrowed. “Trip, you need to calm down—”
“You need to shut the f**k up.” Trip's voice was reminiscent of the calm before the storm. “He green-lit so much bullshit for you, Rowe. And I told him, time and again, that you were dangerous. I told him you'd fail. I told him that everything you touched would turn to garbage. And I told him what I'm telling you now: that you are a disease…a cancerous parasi
