Chapter 43: c*****e“I’M GOING BACK.”
Ange whips around to stare.
“I know how to stop him. Serovate. I can keep those kids safe and buy you time to get Ash away.”
I hope.
“I don’t believe you,” she says. “And I’m not letting you kill yourself out of some misplaced sense of guilt. Give it up. I know it’s horrible, but there are some things you just can’t fix.”
I nod at her assessment. “I can’t do much. But I can do this.”
Ange studies my face. “Tell me.”
“I can’t explain—”
“I’m not letting you go without a plan. Just spit it out.”
I keep my gaze fixed on the threads, tangling my fingers in them, terrified they’ll vanish. “Ravel’s Exchange gave me the idea. I can tell when and where the Mara will attack. Don’t ask me how. I just can. I’ll get Serovate to chase me, then substitute his
