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Chapters (40)
  1. Also by Lola Dodge
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Chapter Thirty-Six
  38. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  39. Acknowledgments
  40. About the Author

I bit my cheek to keep from asking about Tair. I couldn’t see him in the future-blobs, but something told me he was still alive, and asking Darren about him was the first way to change that. I’d usually suck up or try to appease him, trying not to set him off, but Darren was already off his rails and nothing I could do was going to bring him back. At least, not anything I’d be able to live with.

“Feeling better?” Darren asked.

Better than what? Somehow I kept the sassy answer off my lips. My best chance was getting him to pity me. If he still could. I faked a whimper. “My head hurts.”

“I wonder why that is?” A lock of hair fell over his brow as he leaned closer, pressing some chilly device into my temple. Hard.

I held my breath to keep from breathing him in, but I already knew I was toast. The smoking, blackened kind.

Darren knew I was hiding something and he might play nice for a while, but pity wasn’t on the table right now. He’d gouge the secrets out of me.

Reaching for the pages only drove a few more nails into my brain. Was it the drugs or the exhaustion or something else? Either way I was trapped here with him. Only the drugs coursing through my system were giving me any kind of calm at this point. Without them, I would’ve flipped already.

I might still flip anyway.

“What’s wrong?” Darren actually sounded like he cared. That was why he’d fooled me once upon a time. I knew so much better now, but my options were either play along and buy some time or cut to the chase and start with some actual cutting.

Between those stellar possibilities, I’d play along. “I don’t know. I just want to rest.”

“You can rest later.” Darren said. “After the show.”

Sickening waves rolled through my body, but I couldn’t not ask. “What show?”

“Wait and see.” Darren gave the most unsettling grin I’d ever seen. I would’ve shrunk away from him, but I couldn’t do that with all the ties holding me flat to the table. The future wouldn’t cooperate and show itself, but I knew I wasn’t going to like Darren’s surprise.

And please don’t let it involve Tair.

“Bring her along,” Darren said. I twisted my head, only then realizing that there were other people in the room. Maybe I was more out of it than I thought? Or I just couldn’t turn my head that far.