“Yes, Gavin, what the bleep is going on?” Vaughn parroted, lifting an eyebrow at Matthew. A ‘did you really just say ‘bleep’?’ if Matthew ever saw one. “Why areyou here?”
“To find allies, sir.” Gavin stuck out his right hand. Vaughn didn’t accept it. “In a war you didn’t even know existed.”
“But not Arius?” Lyle asked again.
Gavin smiled. He drew his hand back and brushed at the dark mess of blood drying on his abdomen. “This is so far beyond Arius that even he will be shocked by its depth.” He spoke to the group but he stared directly at Matthew. “Gentlemen, if you’ll allow me to dress, then I promise to give you the whole story. I ask only that you shut the door.” He turned, pointed at empty air as though recalling something, and spun back. “And you may want to post a guard at any exit points and secure any means of communication. Just for the time being, of course. I have no idea how the good Doctor Dietrich is going to react to what I’m about to tell you.”