Page 51 of Reinventing Cato
“I had no idea you were going to be so much trouble,” Vigge said.
Cato managed to laugh at that.
“My instincts are telling me your family isn’t in danger, but if it was me who’d received that text, I’d react as if they were. I’ll see what I can find out about the phone number. Probably not a lot, but I’ll try. Unofficially. But I think you should make it official. Even if you don’t want to do that, there might come a time that you will want to, so it would help if you had a list of anyone who might have a reason for not wanting you to get the job. Including your housemates.”
“Sam and Pedro?” Cato gaped at him, then sighed. “Okay.”
“Sometimes the most obvious place to look is the right one. How long have you known these guys?”
“Since September.”
“Gay?”
“Sam is.”
“That was why I got the fuck-off vibe from him then.”
“Yeah, he’s dropped a few hints that I’ve ignored.” Cato winced. “Recipe for disaster that, sleeping with a guy you share a house with.”
“Is it?”
Cato stared straight at him. “Maybe I’ve not yet met anyone I think could cope with me.”
“Youarea lot of trouble.”
Cato smiled.
“Are you busy on Saturday?” Vigge asked.
“Are you asking me out on a date?”
“If you’re busy, then no, because then you won’t be turning me down.”
“I’m not busy.”
Vigge took a deep breath. “Would you like to go out with me?”
“In general, or on Saturday?”
“Both.”
“Er…”
“I’ll pick you up at ten and we’ll do something.”
“I saider.”
“But you know how good I am at reading intention from just one word. I’m not scheduled to work that day, but if something serious crops up, I will need to cancel.”
“That’s very understanding of your boss.”
Vigge chuckled.
“I could come to you,” Cato said.
“You have a car?”
“My mother’s old one. My parents were worried about me riding my bike around town in the dark.”
