With Galbraith.
She tensed.
“That was quick thinking,” he said at Kim. Whether or not she responded seemed irrelevant to him.
He snapped his fingers, and suddenly, there was light in the room, coming from nowhere in particular. It cast no shadows.
“A flash, I mean,” he continued. “Extreme enough that there’s no question of a between about it. Though I guess that probably wasn’t what you were thinking.”
“I was hoping to vaporize him,” Kim clarified.
He ignored her and turned to Erin, lifting his chin in what looked like a failed attempt at macho acknowledgement. “The hell are you calling yourself, these days?”
“Erin Eliot. Though I suppose if you’re going to explain yourself, I may as well explain myself, too.”
It was almost like they were deliberately being cryptic.
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