Chapter 10Sean arrived with a bag, looking tired, the bruises dark on his paler-than-usual face.
“Let me get that,” Alex said, taking the bag. “Sit down.”
Sean sat on a tall stool by the kitchen counter while Alex unpacked the food. Thai-Ganymede fusion. He tried not to think too hard about it.
“Beer?” Sean said. Alex took a couple of bottles from the chiller and handed one to Sean. “Thanks. God, I need this.”
He drank most of it in several long swallows, Alex somewhat hypnotized by the way his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“How did things go with Kathleen?” Alex asked when Sean put the bottle down. He passed a plate of food to Sean.
“About how you’d expect.”
“Is she going to go to Price?”
“No. Let’s say I persuaded her not to. So you can stop worrying. She’s neutralized.”
“Neutralized?” A
