Chapter 289: Family, Part 19

James

As we leave, Richard murmurs, "Keep your face straight."

"You might have warned me...."

"What? That you were my ace-in-a-hole?" Despite his advice, Richard's mouth is twitching. "Not a chance. It worked out so much better that you were surprised when he finally realised who you are."

I glance over my shoulder to see that we are safely out of range, then stop and turn to face him. "Richard, who am I? I'm an architect. A good architect granted, but...."

He lays a hand on my shoulder. "You, my friend, are the architect who will have changed the face of the City. Not many can make that claim. Your immortality is going to be standing as evidence around us for generations to come."

It's an interesting thought.

"I never expected to be famous."

He rocks a hand back and forth. "Perhaps not with the Common Man, but I looked through those Get-Well cards at the hospital. Did you?"

"Er, no."

"You should. I asked Michael to keep them for when you left the hospital; for when