Chapter 3
“I live in Marigny,” Brett replied to Kylian’s question, giving him the address.
After Kylian pulled the car out into what was now early morning traffic, Brett studied him. Then he blurted out what had been at the top of his mind since he’d overheard Kylian’s mental conversation with Emile. “What are you? What is Emile?”
Kylian looked at him with apparent surprise. “What do you mean?”
Brett barely smiled. “You and your brother…I heard what you said to him.” He tapped his forehead. “I guess you forgot to block. Or maybe you couldn’t when you were talking to him?”
“Forgot,” Kylian admitted wryly, keeping his eyes on the road. “So I can mentally talk to my brother. Why is that so surprising?”
“It’s not that you can. It’s what you said to him. To the best of my knowledge, and I
