There was something missing in his eyes. I couldn’t make out the color or the shape. Lucas’ might have been green, blue or gray, but they weren’t vibrant.
“How long have you been fixed?
Lucas took two steps toward me. I saw his large hands clench his slender waist.
“Six years. I went through some personal issues. I became desperate so I tracked Anson Cluber and Connor Bulas down through my Air Force contacts. The technology is very advanced. I decided to upgrade everything, including my heart and nervous system. My quality of life is impressive.”