“Ce qui a été fait dans l’ombre… je le ramène à la lumière…”
Her head started shaking immediately.
“No—”
“Ce que tu as caché… révèle-toi ce soir.”
Her voice cracked.
“Zacian—stop?—”
I didn’t.
“Le sang ne ment pas… et moi non plus…”
Her breathing got faster, letting me know panic was creeping in.
Real panic.
“My grandmother tried to keep us from this. But you taught me this anyway,” I said quietly. “Don’t forget that.”
She broke.
Completely.
“No—listen,” she rushed out. “I didn’t know he was going to blow up your car. But I can find who did. I can find Devon, too.”
I stared at her.
Didn’t lower the doll yet.
Didn’t give her relief.
“You want to live?” I asked.
She nodded fast.
“You want to have a place in my family still?”
Another nod.
Tears sat in her eyes now.
I lowered the doll slightly. “Then be useful.”
Ares stepped in closer.
“If you’re lying…”
His voice dropped.
“I’ll kill you myself.”
She nodded again.
Fast.
“I’ll find him,” she said. “When I do… I’ll call you.”
