Chapter 28“Jacques! Help me!” Zofia cried.
“Get away from zat!” Jacques shouted angrily. His steps echoed above her as he rushed across the catwalk, the same way that Zofia had come down the spiral staircase. “What 'ave you done?” His face was bunched up and red with anger.
“Help me find a way to make it come back on!” Zofia implored him, choosing to ignore that he was angry at her—and really, he needed to focus on what was more important here. Saint Germain was stuck on First World!
“You should not be 'ere!” He bristled, fists on hips, making a feeble attempt at looking like an over-grown pixy.
“I know that, but—”
“I will tell Saint Germain you 'ave come 'ere where you do not belong, and turned off his Teleport Machine,” Jacques threatened.
“But I didn't do it!” she protested. “It w
