Chapter 18

“Do you have a problem with Irwin?”

Benjamin looked furious. This time around, Eric was one hundred percent positive about it because Benjamin didn’t bother to conceal it from him. He also noticed Benjamin’s fists on top of the table were clenched tight.

“Many years ago, Irwin, or rather, one of his previous incarnations was one of the people who had tortured and left me to die inside a barn. They had somehow found out that I was gay, and they hated me. I was only fifteen years old then, and I bled to death all alone inside that barn.”

Eric stared at Benjamin in shock. “Fuck!”

“You can say that again.”

Eric didn’t know quite how to respond to that, but he was curious why Benjamin looked as if he was in his thirties now. “Can I ask you something weird?”

Benjamin raised both of his eyebrows. “I think we’ve passed that several miles back.”

Eric chuckled. “True.”

Benjamin finished the remainder of his salad before sipping on his coffee. Then he put the cup back onto the table.