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“We can’t.” Liam’s words drifted through the canvas.
I blinked at the darkness, trying to reassure myself I really was awake.
“It doesn’t matter how much it needs to be done,” Liam said. “We just can’t.”
“Why not?” Emmet said in a low, measured tone. Even when we were children, he spoke like that when he was angry. It used to make our mother laugh.
A pain shot through the newly sealed armor of flames in my chest.
“It’s too dangerous,” Liam said.
“He knew the risks when he agreed to the assignment,” Emmet said. “Gabe is willing to sacrifice himself for the cause.”
“But it’s more than just Gabe we’d be losing.”
“You’ve got to take a chance like this when it comes,” Emmet said. “How many people are you prepared to let die?”
There was a thump like a fist pounding a table.
I sat u
