Chapter 8
I woke feeling as if, after a long holiday, my brain was back to work. I remembered why I had quit my tenure at the University. I remembered the hollowness in my life prior to that day. It was frightening to think that Patris had almost succeeded in beating me down. But no one would ever send me back to that frame of mind again. They’d have to kill me first.
So empowered by my convictions, I now valued my independence more than ever. I yearned for it. I ached for it. From my bedroom window, I watched the sun rising and felt more determined than I ever had. Very soon Zoë would be safe. Then I would show Patris just how big of a mistake he’d made.
I exhaled a deep sigh. First, I had to convince my very stubborn daughter that everything depended on her cooperation. I’d deposit he
