Vera swallowed. Douglas attempted to place a hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged him away. Everyone turned to leave, but Jonah remained unmoved, staring at Mr. Steverson. Terrence grabbed his shoulder.
“Come on, man,” he said, but Jonah refused.
“What about…about…” Jonah couldn't bring himself to refer to Mr. Steverson as “the body.”
“I will take care of it, Jonah,” said Jonathan in voice of understanding. “And, unlike with the Curaie, you can rest assured that my words will not ring hollow when I say them. Now, please go.”
Reluctantly, Jonah allowed Terrence to guide him away. He didn't want to see Mr. Steverson like that anyway.
When they returned to the main chamber, it was much more populated than it had been when Jonah ran out of it. There were several more Networkers and Spec
