Chapter 8
Ben escorted Lennon up to his office. They didn’t say goodbye. Lennon didn’t even acknowledge the handoff had taken place. He just walked into his office, which looked small for a CEO’s office but Ben probably wasn’t one to judge, and grabbed the phone on his desk. “Hey, Rada? I’ve got a new idea, but I think we’re going to need a bone person to bring it to life.”
Ben lurked in the doorway for a little while until Rada and Townsend got there. Then he caught a cab back to Townsend’s place. Whatever Lennon’s great new idea was, he didn’t need to be a part of it. It might have been nice, but everyone would be fine without his input and he needed the sleep. Besides, he’d forfeited any right to have a voice in anything Lennon-related years ago.
Instead, he caught a cab back to Town
