Jack had long since stopped trying to interfere whenever Lawrence spiraled into one of his self-destructive fits. A man like that couldn't be stopped once he lost control, and getting too close only meant being dragged down with him.
"I'm such a bastard!"
His condition had worsened again.
Lawrence's roar tore through the room. Another ragged cry tore out of him, and a second later he pitched forward out of his wheelchair and hit the floor hard. His body twisted violently, his muscles locking and jerking in uncontrollable spasms.
Jack crouched beside him and hauled him back into the wheelchair. "Lawrence," Jack said, frowning, "do you want to try reaching her through the mind-link again?"
Lawrence did not answer right away. He had burned through nearly all his strength already. His bod
