Ohh, now there was a question...John lit a fresh cigarette and took his time answering. A completely honest response would lead into things he really, really didn't want to talk about. Kit had a habit of leaving broken men in her wake, and Brendan had been a prime example, though he'd been well on his way to some form of self-destruction before she'd gone.

"Yeah," he said finally. "I won't lie to you, luv, he'd dug himself a pretty deep hole after--well, before the end. But he got out in time." Just barely in time--well past the proverbial and literal eleventh hour--and it had taken all of John's help, and was one of several reasons he now found himself in the mess he was. "And he kept mostly to himself. Didn't mix it up much with the occult crowd, other than me."