Apollo's jaw is tense as he curses to himself. I can see the confusion on his features as he glances at me. "What world of hurt am I in for, Angel?" he asks through gritted teeth.
My brain is rapidly trying to piece things together.
"Don't move and close your eyes," Apollo hisses as the black metal snake coils itself around my ankle.
"Is it a bomb?" I ask as my body shakes with fear. Taking a calming breath, I will myself to be still.
"No. It's a tracker but it also bites like a snake, emitting a deadly poison. If the poison does not kill you the pain surely will. It will scan your eye to confirm its target so keep them closed. Now," he takes a steady breath, "Who have you pissed off? This type of technology is illegal which worries me. This is heavy stuff, underground stuff."
I grit
