“Can we talk without her in earshot?” I asked.
Coil nodded and gestured for us to leave. His soldiers moved to Cherish’s side and gripped her arms.
Aw, I guess it’s the end of backstory hinting hour for today.
“No point!” Cherish grinned, “I’ll know what you’re talking about. Can’t keep secrets from me!”
She’s sounding more and more crazed as this chapter goes on.
“But you won’t be sidetracking us,” I replied.
“You failed, you know,” Cherish said, changing tacks.
Time to manipulate Skitter, huh?
I guess the failures she’s going to bring up involve both her territory and Dinah, and maybe some of the lives she tried to save along the way.
“When someone has an obsession like you do, it’s like a giant neon sign to an empath like me. All it takes is for me to peek into Coil’s head, peek into the hearts of everyone else in this base, and I know you’ll never get what you want. You won’t save her. You can’t. Window of opportunity is long gone.”
Yeeah, I think she’s right. At least as long as Taylor sticks to the method she’s been trying so far.
I jabbed her where the bullet hole was. The strength went out of her legs and she fell to her hands and knees. I stepped back, drew in a slow breath and then kicked her in the face. She fell to the ground.
I was hoping for a simple “fuck you”, but this works too.
I like how calm and measured it feels, despite everything.
“Skitter.” Coil’s word was without inflection. There was no admonishment or warning to it. I took it as a reminder of where I was, which might have been his intent.
Yeah, probably.
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