CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
I couldn’t believe what I just heard or seen. In just a few minutes, Iron Angel had completely reversed the situation. He now had the power in this situation, the power and the will to enforce it. He had rendered both Rubberman and me completely immobile. And the two choices he offered Rubberman were a win-win for him, no matter what Rubberman chose. Either way, Rubberman would die, and I would probably, too, mostly because I didn’t trust Iron Angel to keep his word.
Despite that, I selfishly hoped for a moment that Rubberman would pick the first option, because that first option meant that I would live, at least for a little while longer. But I realized that, from an objective point of view, neither option was ideal. I tried to see if there was a third option that Rub
