Page 47 of Stuart Woods' Golden Hour

“You still do. You’re just a little on edge at the moment.”

“You think?”

He smiled reassuringly.

“So, what’s your big secret?” Stacy asked. “Are you Superman or something?”

“Or something,” Peter said.

“Are you going to tell me he’s the Hulk, then?”

“You’re intertwining comic book universes.”

Exasperated, Stacy said, “Is that really what’s important right now?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not a superhero,” Teddy said. “You told me once that you’d be better at your job if you knew everything I was up to.”

“I’ve told you more than once.”

“Not the point I was trying to make, but yes, you have.”

“And…?”

“Billy Barnett is just one of my identities.”

“What do you mean? You have multi-personalities like that old movie? What was it called?”

“Sybil?” Peter offered.

“Never heard of it.”

“You meanSplit,” Tessa said.

“That’s it.”

“I believe the character in that movie had dissociative personality disorder,” Peter said. “That’s not what Billy’s talking about. Think moreMr. & Mrs. Smith.”

“Donald Glover and Maya Erskine or Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie?”

Peter shrugged. “Either one.”

“Because I like the Donald and Maya one better.”

“Me, too.”

“For me, it’s Brad and Angelina,” Tessa said.

“Only because of your childhood crush on Brad Pitt,” Peter said.

“I feel like we’re getting off topic,” Billy interjected.

“So, not likeMr. & Mrs. Smith?” Stacy asked.

“That’s not what I—” Billy stopped himself, took a breath, and said, “You’re probably too young to remember this, but many years ago there were news reports about a rogue former CIA agent.”

Stacy’s mind spun for a moment. “I vaguely remember that. He killed some people who turned out to be not so great themselves. At least, I think that’s what my mom said.”

“Your mother is a very intelligent person.”

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