Chapter 21

Hanover waved that aside and gestured toward the loveseat. “Please have a seat.”

“And I don’t know what his damned father thinks I’m going to do with him.” Gabe sat down and crossed his legs. “You know, I’m willing to wait as long as I have to, but lately I’ve been feeling…off.”

Hanover looked concerned. “When was the last time you drank from a black swan?”

“Just before Saigon fell.”

“That long ago?” Hanover shook his head. “What about normals?”

“I promised General Washington I would only do that in a battle situation.”

“And?”

Gabe sighed. “Seventeen years.”

“There have been wars since Desert Shield.”

“Yes, but I’d learned about Noah by that point, and I thought I could wait until he turned eighteen.”

“Only now he’s going to college and it will be another four years before you can have him. And that’s only if he decides not to go for a graduate degree.”

“I…yes. I suppose. Is he all right, Sebastian?”