“Do you think you can easily persuade me or tell me what to do, Clyde?’
He sighed. “It’s not as if she’s that important to me, anyway. So if you don’t let her go, I will leave her to you and maybe you can have her for dinner tonight. She’s all yours for the taking and it’s not like she remembers you.’
Have me for dinner? Remember me?
“CLYDE.” Diego roared. “Don’t take me for a fool. I know what you are up to. You are trying to pretend like this is not your fault, or neither is she your weakness, but you have forgotten one thing: you brought her back to life. Which means she’s important to you.’
What? I was beyond startled, wondering what he was talking about. My head was full of wild thoughts. And why was Clyde so calm? Does he mean he knew me from the moment I was born?
Brought me
