Cate resisted the urge to laugh. David definitely hadn't changed much. She reached down and grabbed the lighter she'd just dropped off the desk and, ignoring his outstretched hand, lit it and held it to his cigarette.
"It's all about solidarity, isn't it? And strength in numbers?" Honestly, Cate didn't care for the idea either. But she definitely wasn't some jaded soul who resented her family for their secrets kept. She had secrets too. And having a power made her feel special, not freakish.