Bash Lazare is fifty-five, black, magnetic, and right about people in a way that is genuinely rare. He’s the director at the prestigious City Academy Ballet, near Lincoln Center and a long time human member at Netherlust. He reads a dancer’s body and a dancer’s hunger with the same accurate eye, and he speaks the fluent modern language of consent better than many of the people who mean it. He is not a simple villain, and reading him as one is the first mistake he lets you make. His gifts are real, and his insight is real, and everything he sees about you is true. It is only what he intends to do with it that should frighten you.
