Chapter Fourteen
The room might have been a twin to the one where’d they’d been keeping Jace locked up — square, with ugly green carpet and a clock ticking away somewhere above my head. In this case, however, it felt far more cramped, mostly because it held Miles Odekirk, Captain Margolis, and two guards in addition to me.
I had no idea where Jace had been taken. One of the guards had spirited him off. Well, attempted to, actually. Weakened and drained by the constant influence of the device he might be, but Jace still fought back, landing a blow to the man’s temple before launching himself in my direction, fear and desperation clearly etched on his face.
At once two of the other guards tackled him, wrestling him to the ground and then slapping a pair of handcuffs on him. I screamed my
