Chapter 59
He held out the notepad. As the other Gideon reached to take it, however, their fingers brushed, and an electric shock jumped between them.
Gideon dropped the pad, yanking his hand away. “Son of a bitch!”
“What happened?” From Mary.
“Oh shit.” From Jesse.
Before Gideon realized what was happening, Jesse jumped forward and batted the smoking notepad off the bed and the sharp smell of smoke assaulted his nose. The blanket on the bed was singed, and the paper at his feet was already in flames. Mary jumped forward and stomped on the pad, while Jesse smothered the few sparks still on the bed.
“What the hell was that?” Gideon demanded. His fingers were singed. Sucking on them filled his mouth with the taste of something metallic, something he didn’t recognize.
“I guess you do blaze a little bit,” Jesse muttered. “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to see if it happens a second time.”
The other Gideon snorted at Jesse’s joke, but Gideon glared at Jess.