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  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication Page
  4. CONTENTS
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  80. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  81. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“Beliel,” says Doc with certainty. “He’s the only one who would understand. The only one who would accept her and not judge her.”

“What are you talking about? He’s the last one she’d run to.”

He shrugs. “He’s a monster. She’s a monster. Who else is going to accept her without considering her a freak, much less understand what she’s going through?”

“We…” The words shrivel in my mouth.

The thought of Paige turning to Beliel astounds me.

But if it had been Paige and Beliel together at the Resistance camp, wouldn’t people have tried to corral them both as a monster team? As if they belonged together and not with the rest of us humans?

“She might even have a touch of Stockholm syndrome.”

I don’t like the sound of that. “What’s that?”

“It’s where a kidnapping victim forms an attachment to the kidnapper.”

I stare at him, dumbfounded.

“It’s not common but it can happen.”

I grab the back of the chair and sit down shakily like an old woman. The thought of little Paige feeling like she has no one to turn to but a nightmare like Beliel breaks me in a way that the end of the world couldn’t.

“Beliel,” I say breathlessly. I shut my eyes and will myself not to let the tears out. “Do you know where he is?” My own words stab me.

“He should be at the new aerie by now. Something big is going on there, and Beliel has a job to do for the archangel.”

“What job?”

“Don’t know. I’m just the lab monkey. Need-to-know-only basis.” He watches me. “Talk to the ferry captain about rescuing the Alcatraz prisoners, then go to the aerie.”

“What if—”

“Whether you can talk the captain into the rescue or not, go to the aerie. The number of people dying here is no worse than what’s happening out there. Your sister is more important than releasing prisoners into a bigger slaughter house, which is what the world will be if we can’t figure out a way to stop it.”

That jars my brain into thinking. “Why is Paige so important?” I can’t help the distrust that laces my voice.

“She’s a very special girl. She may be helpful in our fight against the angels. If you find her at the aerie, bring her back to me. I’ll work with her. I’ll help her if I can.”

“Help her how?”