Chapter 17
After the cool interior of the house, the bright sunlight outside made Matt squint as he stepped onto Kyle’s back porch. The smell and sizzle of grilling burgers filled the air. At the bottom of the porch steps, Jordan stood over the hot grill, a pair of tongs in hand, an unctuous grin on his wide lips. Kyle was nearby, arranging burger buns on a platter. From where he stood on the porch, Matt could see sun-pinked scalp shining through Kyle’s light, thinning hair. It was silly really, to let these two men frighten him. But the wrong word from Jordan could ruin Vic’s life. If anyone else found out about his powers? The source of them?
A strong hand touched the small of Matt’s back—Vic. An instant comfort swelled in him, chasing off the panic that circled his thoughts. In a low
