“That console TV upstairs, the radio, the old reel-to-reel, and the turntable in the bedroom . . . You got those working, didn’t you?”

Understanding dawns on his face. “You can’t be serious.”

“What are you thinking, Jack?” I turn to see Amber behind me, giving me that same wary look she wore the day I first told her I wanted to break us all out of the Observatory.

“I’m going to get Fleur back through the ley lines, just like we planned. It’s the only shot we have at getting her away from Doug.”

“Jack, this stasis chamber looks like it belongs in a museum,” she sputters. “What if it doesn’t work?”

“Do we have any other choice?” The others filter into the small room behind her. I look at each one of them, begging them to trust me the way they did before. “It’s the same plan, just a little farther to run. We can do this. I know we can. I’ll meet Doug in Greenwich Park and get the transmitter to Fleur. Poppy will pull Fleur through the ley lines. While Doug’s distracted, I’ll grab the staff, then I’ll lead him back to Auggie’s. We’ll take Doug down here, exactly the way we talked about.”

Auggie’s eyebrows shoot up. The thin wire rims of his glasses slide down the knot on his nose as he gapes at me. “Absolutely not! I’ve kept this place a secret from the Control Room for decades.”

I sweep an arm around the room. “All the more reason to confront him here. He won’t know what he’s walking into. We have all the weapons we need to fortify this place and set a trap.” I can already see it playing out in my mind. Marie and Poppy can pick off his Guards from the windows upstairs when they get close, and Julio and Amber can ambush Doug once he makes it inside. If Fleur’s already here, then each of the gods’ magic will have a host. Chaos averted. “Can you get it working?” I ask Auggie in a low voice. This chamber is my entire plan to save her. We have no other options.

Auggie clears his throat softly. He moves to a tiny engraved box on a shelf on the wall. Reaching inside, he takes out a circlet of silver, copper, and gold and places it in my hand. “Fleur will have to be wearing this.”

The bracelet is bulky—a wide braid of shiny metals. “It’s too big. How am I going to get it to Fleur without Doug noticing?” It’s going to be hard enough just getting close enough to put it on her.