Vivi was on her way to find Madison.
She was cutting through an alley when a hand clamped over her mouth and nose from behind. The world went dark before she could react.
She came to with a dull, heavy ache at the back of her skull. Her vision swam for a few seconds before the surroundings sharpened into focus.
The chemical plant had been abandoned, the air thick with mildew and rot. She was tied to a chair, rough rope biting into her wrists.
Then she saw the man crouching in front of her, bringing himself level with her eyes. His smile was slow and cold.
"Vivi. You're awake."
Donovan rocked back on his heels, unhurried.
"Took me a while to track you down. Thanks to you, Eleanor is rotting in a private cell, barely human anymore. She saved my life once. The last order she ever gave
