He’d closed his eyes after I demanded he guess, and hadn’t said another word until I told him I didn’t believe him. I’d heard those words, true enough, but his mouth had not moved.I stood there staring at the ground, trying to work through the problem. I didn’t even know where to begin. He could talk to me in my mind. There was something dangerous about him. Hell, he had something inhuman in him.Did that change anything? Did it change everything? Did it change nothing?I didn’t know.Damn.Damn, damn, damn.When I turned around, he no longer leaned against the wall; instead, he stood not even a foot from me. Like I’d told him, I wasn’t afraid of him, not really. I probably should have been, though. Today had driven that home in a big way.I watched him warily for a minute, not knowing what to expect, but he didn’t attempt to come any closer, and I relaxed a little.“What now?” he asked. The question seemed to stretch the silence between us before cracking it wide open.“Now?”
