Super Humans by T. M. Franklin

Author:T. M. Franklin [Franklin, T. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0998546887
Amazon: B07MF15H57
Publisher: Calava Press
Published: 2019-01-14T00:00:00+00:00

The elevator felt like a tomb, and Ethan didn't think he was being overdramatic. He'd only visited his dad's downtown condo a handful of times in his life. Partly because his dad was rarely there because he was always at the office, and partly because Ethan preferred to avoid his father whenever possible.

It wasn't that he was a coward, but Ethan preferred to avoid conflict when he could. And when he and his dad were in the same room, conflict was pretty much guaranteed.

He tried to call—twice—but got voicemail both times. Ethan suspected his father was working and screening his calls, but this wasn't a conversation he could have with his dad's voicemail. So he drove down to the condo to discuss it in person.

Ethan emerged from the elevator and walked down the silent hallway, stopping to take a steadying breath before he knocked on the door. He could hear his father's voice approaching before the door opened to reveal him talking on the phone about something incredibly important, as usual. He held up a finger as he continued to speak, then waved Ethan in. He followed him into his father's office.

“I don't give a good god damn what day it is,” he told the unlucky recipient of the phone call as he sat down behind the desk. “I need it now. Yesterday. If you can't handle it—” Ethan could hear the hurried apologetic rush of words on the other side of the line.

“Good. I'll expect it within the hour,” his father said before disconnecting the call and tossing it onto the desk. “Why are you still here?” he asked Ethan, shuffling through a stack of papers. “I thought you’d be on your way to Brixton by now.”

Ethan sat down in front of the desk, his fingers tapping nervously on his knees. “Yeah. I wanted to talk to you about that.”

His father peered at him over his glasses. “You get your car fixed all right?”

“Yeah.”

“What did the police say?”

“They took a statement. Said they’d look into it.”

That was apparently enough to reassure his father, and he turned his attention back to his work. “The criminal element in that part of town is simply out of control.” He turned to tap at his computer keyboard. “You should be downtown. There's plenty of room here.”

Ethan tried not to grimace at the thought of bachelor-padding it with his father. “Yeah, I know. But the Alphas—”

His dad snorted. “Bunch of drunken hooligans.”

“Fraternities are great for networking,” Ethan said, like he was reciting from a brochure. “Brotherhood lasts a lifetime. And it'll look great on my résumé.”

His father didn't respond.

Ethan cleared his throat. “So . . . I thought I might wait and go in the morning.”

His father hummed distractedly.

“It’s supposed to rain tonight, and I’m actually kind of tired.” He couldn’t tell his father that the girl across the street—the girl who was apparently a bad influence, as well as mentally unstable, according to his parents—had visions of the future and predicted he’d be in a horrible accident if he went to Brixton.

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