The warehouse was quiet, save for the low hum of a space heater and the rhythmic scratch-scratch of charcoal on paper.Kai was sitting on a tattered velvet sofa he’d scavenged from a dumpster, his feet up on a crate. He looked up as Adrian burst through the door, his face pale and his breathing ragged."Whoa, Counselor. You look like you just saw a ghost. Or a typo."Adrian didn't laugh. He dropped his bag and paced the length of the concrete floor. "He knows. My father knows. He had someone following me."Kai stood up slowly, setting his sketchbook aside. "So? Let him know. What’s he going to do? Sue us for being attractive?""You don't understand," Adrian said, his voice rising. "He can take everything. My tuition, my apartment, my future at the firm. I’ve spent twenty-four years building a life that he approved of, Kai. If I lose that, I’m back in that box with the wooden bird."Kai walked over to him, trying to place a hand on Adrian’s shoulder, but Adrian jerked away."Don't. Thi
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