”“Yes.”“Okay, then what can I do to dial back how much data you collect?”She gave me a small shake of her head. Anymore and she would have b...en whipping me with her hair. “Don’t worry about it. If I have a real problem, you’ll be the second to know.”I nodded, understanding that she would know about any problems before she told me. Then I pulled out my phone, dialed Leanne, and put her on speaker. It wasn’t so Rho could hear the entire conversation. I had to get home and pack, and talking via. ”Duke didn’t call me again this week. Not that I was expecting him to. Fucker.Clint said, “When you go to DC, are you Winter Jennings or Vanguard Security?”Oops.“Uh...”“Think it through.”“Well, Envoy is paying me, my little company. Which is in the Vanguard network.”“Think it through.”“I still think it would have been better to name it Winter Jennings & Associates, LLC.”“Winter.”“Okay, okay. Let’s see ... if I’m investigating Folsom for Vanguard, that allows us to sort of backdoor our way into. He beat us until I got a tennis racket and beat him. Eventually we had to run. We ended up on the streets of Toronto. A very rich lesbian took us in.The trouble started when she ran across a drug that altered peoples' minds to let them read thoughts. She wanted all the glory and all the money so she experimented. The experiments produced one mindreader for every ten to twelve failures. The rest were dead, crazy, fucked up or the drug had no effect on them. She let the ones with nothing changed. You know . . ." His hand nudged the boy's head as before yet, unlike before, he felt little resistance as the boy permitted his face to be pushed to the older man's lap. Cal said he was a "good boy" and Brynn spread his mouth around Cal's rock-hard and needy pecker. The boy swooned quietly with the feel of the stiff shaft invading him and then lewdly pushing in and out slowly.Brynn didn't know if it was lust, queerdom, or the need for Cal's companionship, but he felt driven to suck on this.