Chapter 16: In Which the Anarchists Descend into Anarchy“Why do I have to do it?” whined Tommy, the one Dianne had assigned to guard duty. “I’ll tell you one thing, I’m not going to put up with being knifed again.” He cast a murderous look in Hoyle’s direction. Ada, who was sitting next to Hoyle, waved cheerily.
“Jesus, Hoyle,” she muttered out of the corner of her mouth. “You’ve pissed off every single person here. It’s like your superpower.”
“Ada, please don’t. I’m not at my best right now.” That wasn’t strictly true. He felt more vibrant, more restless, than he ever had in his life. He wanted to be making things happen, solving problems, saving his friends, destroying—
Destroying the staff?
He was starting to be afraid of what that would mean: a return to his timid, soft, passive se
