Chapter 55
I walk in a loop around Kathel, watching his face, but there are no changes. His eyes remain out of focus. “I have an idea. A sort of plan,” I say as Kathel bumps into a couch for the third night in a row. “It might be really dumb,” I say, stepping away from him. I stop moving and press my back to the wall, waiting to see if he reacts.
“What are you doing?” Dita asks loosely following the course Kathel takes.
“I am testing my luck,” I say, moving with confidence toward the door. “I want to see if there is any reaction from him or any of the others.” I stand in front of the door, waiting.
Miessa stops walking and moves to her bedroom door. “Maybe it is the malfunction? Or maybe they wouldn't have reacted anyway, and we have just been paranoid the whole time.
“That is what I
