“Absolved of blame,” Grue spoke. His voice was tight, his body tense.
The Director ignored him. “The moment I heard you were in the picture, I told my subordinates to change the time.
Because you figured Lisa would know when it was going to happen.
They’ll inform me about the new time of attack as soon as I’ve hung up. It’s not a perfect solution, but perhaps your actions from this point will reveal something about your power and its limitations.
I will admit that’s a pretty solid way of testing whether Lisa works by reading the mind of people she can hear talking.
But please understand that we just can’t risk that you’ll inform the Slaughterhouse Nine about the scheduled attack.”
Okay, yeah, that one’s a fair point.
“And there’s a chance we’ll be collateral damage, out of the picture and out of your hair after the Nine are gone.”
They’re counting on it.
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