Con’s eyes narrowed, but Kenton simply set the mugs down and sat in the nearest chair, studiously avoiding eye contact with Con. For a moment, it looked like Con was about to speak, but he picked up a mug, added cream, and sat down on the opposite chair.
“The man ultimately responsible for the fires is Alton Darnell. He’s the CEO—”
“I know. I’m seeing him next week.” Kenton took a measure of satisfaction from Con’s raised brows.
“I see. Bear this in mind, Kenton. There won’t be a direct link to him. The places burned down will most likely be hidden under layers of subsidiaries. You’ll need to look hard to connect all the dots. However, I think your ability will be what leads you from the fires to this arrogant prick.”
The venom in Con’s voice chilled Kenton to the bone. There was a ser
