Archie paused in surprise, wondering if Gold had somehow heard his thoughts. He decided that he didn't want to know, just to be more careful with his thoughts.

"Thank you." Archie took a sip, not needing to doctor it. They'd spent enough time around each other that they'd learned how one another took their caffeine. "I do. I had a decent job, wasn't stuck in a loveless relationship, and things between Marco and me were fine."

And he'd gotten away from his parents long, long before his thoughts had turned to murder.

"What about you?"