"Are you serious?" Jonah demanded. "You were living off someone new? You were still betraying Eva, even after you were back on your feet?"
Apollo gave Jonah the same quelling look just like he'd given Spader. "Talk, Lawson." His voice was quiet. Menacing. "If you do that, I'll promise you that I won't smite you myself. Probably. Now, who is your benefactor?"
"No." Joey seemed harder, darker than Jonah had ever seen him. "You want something that I got? You gonna have to give me something in return. I want protection from the benefactor and from the Elevenths."
"Boy, I will—"
"Smite me? Yeah. Go ahead. My life is gonna be over anyway if you don't agree to this. You can help me go easy." Joey folded his arms over his chest. "So, what'll it be? Information? Or my death?"
Apollo inhaled de
