Avery shook his head, but how could he argue what Apollo was, when he'd seen it himself? He was a man of science, and part of that was admitting when he was wrong, when new evidence presented itself, and this- this was very fucking new evidence.
But he was close to his phone now. He could call, like, the cops or something, report a home invasion, and then he'd be free of Apollo backing him into a corner. It was risky, but- this curse sounded shit. He held his breath, probably telegraphing that he was about to do something a bit stupid. "When they see the truth-"