Jack prayed that Misty was safe. He suspected she was, since his captors hadn"t mentioned her. If they had captured her, they would have tortured her in front of him to extract the information they wanted.
“How could you have been so stupid, Jack? You should have used that alternate identity immediately.”
So they"d captured the Scavenger as well, had searched it thoroughly, and had found the documentation.
What about the cube? Jack wondered. Why didn"t I think of it a long time ago?
The bucket of water to his face must have cleared his thoughts.
He tried to channel his interlocutor"s thoughts but all he was aware of was his own. And pain, of course. He didn"t have the cube, apparently. He couldn"t feel it in any of his pockets, and he could assume they"d searched him thoroughly.
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