And then, with another jolt of adrenaline, Noam tugged his sleeve down over his hand to rub his fingerprints away.įuck. The room tilted dangerously when Noam stood, sliding so far sideways that he had to catch himself on the edge of Brennan’s desk. Someone was going to come here for him, and when they found the body, Noam had to be gone. Brennan was supposed to give a speech soon-in, fuck, in twenty minutes. Right now, he had to stand up and walk out of here. It was an accident, Noam thought, his mind finally surging up on a rising tide of panic. He was dead, but Noam checked for a pulse anyway, because what if-what if? Those brown eyes gazed blankly up at him, cold now and seeing nothing. His thoughts were white, formless, the room stretching dizzily around him as he knelt on the floor beside Brennan’s body. He twitched once, twice, and went still.Įlectricity still sparked across the surface of Noam’s skin and in the ambient air. It was a cascade of light, searing down Noam’s spine and hurling Brennan back. It wasn’t quite reflex, but it wasn’t quite intentional either. “Good,” he said, “good.” And he reached for Noam’s arm.
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