A location.
Everything.
I don't press.
Not yet.
Instead, I return to NULL.
GHOST: You should have told me.
Her response is immediate.
VESPER: Before or after I discovered you were Xavier Blackwell?
Fair.
GHOST: Before you started sending me Shakespeare about hating me.
A pause.
VESPER: I don’t hate Ghost.
My chest tightens.
GHOST: Xavier?
Nothing.
GHOST: Do you hate Xavier?
Her typing indicator appears.
Stops.
Reappears.
VESPER: I don’t know yet.
I lean back.
That answer should irritate me.
Instead it scares me.
Because Vesper rarely doesn't know.
GHOST: Depends on what?
VESPER: What happened to my father.
There it is.
The entire game changes.
No more bridge.
No Sergei.