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“No, you’re stuck. He’s in control. You said as much. And if he controls the magic, then he has the power to release you. He just needs a little motivation.” I draw Fleur’s head against my chest so Doug won’t catch any visions of what I’m about to tell her. “I’m going to find that crystal and come up with a plan to get you out of here. I swear on my life. Me, Julio, Amber, Chill, all of us . . . we’re going to find a way to free you. Do you trust me?”
She nods against me.
“Listen carefully. There’s a tunnel between Lyon’s old office and Gaia’s apartment. That’s how they spent time together without Chronos finding out. If anything happens and you feel unsafe, get to Gaia’s apartment. You find that tunnel, and you run. There are exits to the surface from the catacombs, one at each cardinal end. Run and don’t look back. No matter what happens, I swear I’ll find you.” I press the hilt of my knife to her palm. Her warm hand closes over mine. “If you can hold on until tonight, I’ll leave you a message at the entrance to the tunnel as soon as I’ve found the crystal, letting you know where to meet me. When Doug comes after you, we’ll face him together. And we’ll have the eye.”
“Tonight? Jack, he’s been searching for it for days. How will you—?”
I press a kiss to her forehead, whispering against it, “He doesn’t know Lyon the way I do. I know how Lyon thinks. It shouldn’t take me long to find it.”
She pulls my face down to hers as she folds a key card into my hand. “I stole this from Doug. It’ll open any door on the administration level and the portals to the Crux, but be careful, Jack. He’s going to be pissed when he finds out Chill is gone. He already killed Boreas. If he catches you—”
“He won’t find me.” I steal another deep kiss as I consider throwing her over my shoulder and dragging her with me into the catacombs. We’re both breathless when we finally break apart. I wipe a tear from her cheek. “I’m going to get you out of here, I promise.” Even if I have to kill him to do it.
She whispers for me to be careful. But I don’t want to be careful anymore. I want to be dangerous. I want to be cold and deadly. I want to find my smaze, rip Doug’s magic from his body, and jam the Staff of Time down his throat.
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Lets Death Descend
FLEUR