Chapter 81
Kate had been friendly, likeable even. Something Rikka missed at MIT. Maybe if she hadn’t been carrying a four-point-oh across so many credits, she’d have had the downtime to make friends. Or maybe there was something wrong with her. She always knew she was different even if she couldn’t quite see how.
After she and Kate had talked through a tricky point in The Iliad—Rikka still wasn’t sure why she’d decided to take a course in ancient Greek culture—Kate had suggested getting pizza at the place down the street. It had sounded great.
Naively—there was that word again—she’d gone along with no clue of what was about to happen.
She still remembered the experience of that meal with Kate Stark in minute detail. They’d been sitting across from each other in the far back of the rest
