CHAPTER 8
Casius walked back into the waiting room to find Asbuth standing across the room on the phone, Benji sitting next to Deja as they both talked softly, and Lon standing by the television that hung on the wall in the corner. His neck was craned back as he stared up at the device, his eyes glued to the news that flashed on the screen. Casius smiled. That was his brother’s way of dealing.
Lon was always the more animated of the two of them—always on the go and had to be moving around, almost as if he had ADHD or something. Most of the time he used all that pent-up
energy on working or playing video games, which had become his favorite pastime over the past twenty or so years. But, when he didn’t have anything to do or anywhere for an outlet of that energy, he stared at the televisi
