“But,” I said sternly, “you should have warned me that Kazz considers the Sword of Heaven a secret project. I would never have written about it had I known.”
“Sometimes I can’t figure Kazz out,” Juan replied. “He never told me it was secret.”
“Well, it’s not now,” I said nervously. I described the responses I had received to the article, both the positive and the skeptical.
“And to be honest,” I continued, “I’m having some second thoughts.”
His big eyes were bright, amused by what he saw as my naïveté. “There is nothing simple about Shinto or the Japanese.”
“I know,” I said softly.