Chapter 40

“Let’s part friends, at least.” Tyler opened his arms for one, too.

“I guess.” Ben hugged him, and then took off. 51

Not two minutes later, Kale Omlet called his source. “I need another copy of that video of Ben Thornton getting head.”

“No way.”

“Come on, Hin! I’m desperate.”

“No way. He knows. There could be lawyers involved, now. Say whatever you want about Ben, but I’m out of it. If you ask my sister, she’ll tell you exactly the same thing.” 52

Ben slammed back into his dorm room. He dialed Iggy. No answer. No voice mail prompt.

Maybe his dad took his phone again.

He tried Kat. Her voice mail was full.

He decided to check out Kale Omlet’s site. There were half a dozen shots of the same thing—him with his hand on Iggy’s cheek, nothing more, along with the picture of him and Richie from the opening ceremonies for how many days in a row, now? Ben’s brain was too fucked to count.

Sigh.