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Chapter 19
Chapter 19 –––––––– “Hold on a minute, Gavin,” said Kohl. I stopped, and turned halfway back. “Don’t be offended. You once considered me your only friend, and I have always enjoyed these talks of ours. In my own distrust, in my determination not to be betrayed by saboteurs, perhaps I doubt you too much. But it is not my intention to deliberately offend you.” When he escaped from Hennington, Vitalius murdered his own dog and left me a note in the dead thing’s mouth. His elegant manner was a façade, fitting his persona of philosopher king. I didn’t have much choice but to play along. “I’m not offended,” I said. “Just tired.” “Well, humor me anyway. We’re drinking wine, so it only seems right that we should discuss something interesting.” I sat back down, let him refill my wine glass,
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