“She’s out of my range,” I said. “Tattletale?”
“I’ll keep an eye out!” She grinned.
A third eye!
Traitor. I could almost hear the accusation.
I’d lied. The woman was still in my range.
Ooh. Testing how much Lisa’s power can be trusted, are we?
“Is there service?” Grue asked. I must have looked confused, because he clarified by saying, “The phone.”
“The bugophone towers are out of my range.”
“But these are satellite phones.”
“The bugellites are also way out of my range.”
I pulled my phone out of the space between my breasts and the armor at my front and checked the display.
“Yeah,” I said. Why does that bug me?
Maybe because whatever reason there was for the service being out in the first place probably shouldn’t have changed without you leaving the mist?
Something’s fucky about the phones.
“Call Coil,” Tattletale reminded me. “We need to know where Cherish is.”
Maybe it’s also because a part of her still remembers that she doesn’t want to trust Coil.
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