Uranium
Marco drove home from 7 Eastbourne Rd with a frown on his face. He couldn't get over what Mrs. Whitehall told him just minutes ago.
I think he misses her, she said.
And she was absolutely right, Marco thought.
Sam had become not only an intellectual match to Levi but was also capable of stimulating him like no other person could.
Marco couldn't help but recall all the curious times, he'd seen the two geniuses bonding over the things he or anyone else would most likely not appreciate. Human experiments, homemade explosives, and such.
The two, Samson, as the World knew them, were a couple. They were a pair like Levi and Marco were to the world. But a different kind of pair; Levi and Marco were a contrasting pair.