Her captor was either brilliant or insane. Theodora couldn’t decide and didn’t have time to think about it.
How could killing Maximilian Blackstone free his friend?
She didn’t know, but there was something about her captor that persuaded her to trust him. That might have been a big mistake, so she wouldn’t go that far. She would, though, make the best deal she could while she could.
Somehow she’d finish Blackstone without her laze.
It wasn’t as if she hadn’t considered doing as much in the past. This could be the perfect opportunity to pursue her personal vendetta, under the guise of making a bargain.
And the Oracle was out of range for the short term anyway. What was key was to survive.
He made to unfasten her pseudoskin, but Theodora twisted and protested. “I can do it faster mysel
