CHAPTER 9GAMES
NAOMI
“So, we’re free to go?”
“As long as you hurry,” Priscilla said with forced cheer. “My colleagues might drop in any minute.”
I fought my way free of the bed, and Damon extended a hand to steady me. It wasn’t a friendly hand, exactly, but it steadied me. Still wonderstruck by his improved health, and the fact that he didn’t appear to be trying to kill me, I made no protest when he nudged another drink-box of orange juice into my hand. I hate orange juice, so I sucked it down as fast as I could.
“You should know, Miss Winters, that your legal liability has expanded to include your new Shadow,” Priscilla said, turning her back to Damon as if he weren’t in the room. “A Lumi is responsible for her Shadow’s actions. If he does turn out to be guilty of a major crime, part
