Lukas had got him again. Any time he showed up in Nick's life, he always found joy in ruining whatever part of his terrible living experience was going right.
Nick tightened his fists in anger till his fingernails almost pierced his palm.
Bam!
He banged his fist on the table.
He could have easily lied to Mr. Singh, asked some open ended questions, and used his responses to gauge just how much of the story he was told and how much of it was accurate.
However, the same maxxed out intelligence that could've helped him do that, helped him know that it would have been a stupid and futile thing to do, in the end.
Simply because there were too many variables that couldn't be eased out with just convince Mr. Singh otherwise.
