Chapter 72

Gavin’s gaze traveled up the building. He smiled. “I have no intention of going through the offices.”

David spoke from the backseat. “You aren’t saying what I think you’re saying, are you?”

“Yes.” Gavin cast a quick glance over his shoulder, then turned back to Matthew. “I’m going up. And through the window.”

“Gavin…” Matthew breathed the word more than he spoke it. All those Hollywood images that he’d been told to ignore suddenly rose in his head again: humanoid creatures skittering up sky-high buildings, clinging impossibly to smooth surfaces; men disappearing with puffs of smoke into bats and cats and rats. “I don’t know what you’re thinking but you’re not Arius. If Arius even could do something like that…I mean, can he? Do you even know? And if he can, what does that mean? It still doesn’t mean that youcan. You said yourself that things weren’t quite the…same. That you were different. Remember? You said that the virus ‘didn’t quite work’ for you.”