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Kenna figured if she could keep the woman talking, eventually the police would arrive, and they could arrest Wallace Lofton’s kidnapper. But if they didn’t make it soon, Jax and Zeyla would have to detain her. “So in the long term, it’s about total control over the human race? It’s good to have goals. I have plenty of my own.”

She prayed for wisdom as she spoke, asking God to give her the words to speak. That was better than allowing her anger and frustration to bubble up, borne of powerlessness, which would just give her an attitude.

Sylvia softened her gaze. “I’m sure you won’t be surprised to know that there are some of us who would fully support your participation. Your advice.”

“You think I’m going to what…join the board of directors or something?”

“It’s one option,” Sylvia said. “General Schnell was a key part of the group, as was Dr. Buzard, the senator that you murdered, and the director of the FBI.” She looked up and to the side, as if trying to think of more people inDominatusthat Kenna had killed.

Kenna said, “There was an asset in England. That was a tough fight. She was good.” And then Bruce had shown up to help her. “The president is the one who took down Schnell, by the way. Schnell isn’t dead; he was simply shipped off to some military black site where he’s been buried. His identity scraped from all existence.”

“A little dramatic, isn’t it?”

Kenna asked, “Why doesn’tDominatusdo that with all their enemies?”

“We aren’t in control of the apparatus of justice, crime, and punishment. If we need to eliminate a dissenter, there are more decisive methods.”

“And yet, I’m still alive.” She refused to believe that everyone in her family was alive simply because they weren’t a threat.

“You carry one of the only children of?—”

“Yeah,” Kenna cut her off. “I’ve already heard the whole thing. I’m so special. I’m practically the chosen one.” She laid a hand on her baby bump. “Or she is.”

“Did you pick out a name yet?” Sylvia asked.

“If I had, it wouldn’t be your business.”

Zeyla said, “You can refer to her asyour worst nightmare. Because that’s what I’m going to train her to be.”

Maizie snickered. Jax’s tension cracked, and she knew he was about to say something.

“Our child isn’t going to be a part of this fight,” Kenna told Sylvia.

“And yet, she already is.”

“If you didn’t come here to tell me where to find Ellayna, you should just go. I don’t want to hear anything else you have to say.” Kenna sat back in her chair.

“This is a test you have to pass on your own merit. I can’t help you.”

A test?

Sylvia stood. “Someone threw your name in the hat. I guess all that’s left is for you to prove what the rest of us already know. That deep down you’re one ofus.”

“You need to explain that.”

“You aren’t part ofDominatusyet, so why would I have to explain anything to you?” Sylvia left her chair pushed out and walked to the back hall, where she disappeared out the rear exit.

“Please tell me I can chase her down.” Zeyla shifted from the seat, grabbed the edge of the table, and planted one foot on the floor. Ready to move fast.

“And do what?” Jax sounded like he wanted to be sick. He touched two fingers to his forehead. “That was fun.”

She looked at him. “She gave us nothing.”

“I wouldn’t say that.”

“What do you mean? She could have handed us a lead.”

“I think she wants you to get one yourself,” Jax said. “Because it’sa test.”