Comet did not allow Jeremiah or Lester to speak when they were getting ready.
“Can we not even speak once?” asked Jeremiah as he was getting tired of sitting under lights with his eyes closed. He had never faced anything of the sort except when they were being trained for military interrogation and what they might be saying under immense duress and pressure.
“No. You cannot. Because it is not set yet and until that is set completely you cannot put cracks in that.”
“This is far difficult than killing people,” grumbled Lester under his breath and Comet laughed.
“Of course Daddy. If it was easy then more men would have been doing it instead women. But don’t worry, you are in good hands. No one will know who you are when I am done with you.”
“Please don’t make me look like a court jester
