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“The lure was a nice trick,” said Bonnie, which is how I thought of Elli now. “Delayed us eight hours.”
I didn’t move. My coat was open. No MESH standing between me and a quick death by stunner fire.
That didn’t sound so bad to me, right at that moment. Had it been anyone but Elli, I might’ve provoked her. Ended it, right then and there. But I wasn’t ready to go yet. Not quite. I’d just been reminded—I had unfinished business with Bonnie and her fast-talking partner. We had Not-Sara’s unpaid bill to settle up.
“What the hell is this?” I said.
Maybe the Bridger had finally kicked in. Or maybe my mind decided to play at one more f**k-me-over before Mother Universe took me home. But everything suddenly snapped into place in that moment. The threesome, then the behemoth alone, and the
