Chapter 137: Max

Wednesday. Creed of Truth Sanctuary, Brazil.

MAX SCRUBBED AT HIS face while the cold water sluiced over his body. It was his second shower today and though it felt good given the warm day, he didn't exactly need it. Not in the physical sense.

Being around Thomas had made Max feel dirty. It wasn't anything the guy had said or done specifically, just little things. Comments. Jokes. Things that would be ignored by most people, but given the reason Max was there, they stood out.

He'd done his part tonight, but he didn't feel good about it. Yes, he'd made progress. Thomas had clearly taken to him. Max couldn't say exactly why, but it had felt as though Thomas had tried to compare their careers.

Max shoved the doors shut on that conversation. Talking to Thomas was a mental spiral into all of Max's self-doubts about the path he'd chosen in life. He couldn't change what he'd done, but he could be a different person going forward and that was what mattered right now.