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“Yeah. Better hurry with that. And then get out of here. Quick.”

“But I can’t just leave you here to die!”

“It’s okay. I’m ready. Plus, I did a thing. With your Invisibility Cloak app.”

“What thing?”

“I set bombs.” A smile flashed briefly across her face. “I used your awesome app, in the night. I hid them all over. This whole place is going to blow up to the stratosphere. So you need to get out.”

“When will it go off? Is there a timer?”

Jana pulled down the patch on her chest, and the little wire dangling from it.

“I’m the timer,” she said, with a whispery laugh. “It’s set to go off when my heart stops. I got the idea from him. From that fucking tooth. Poetic justice, right? As long as he’s here when it happens, of course. That bit is key.”

“Oh, he’s here, all right,” I said.

“Good. But so are you, which I did not intend. So leave, Cass. Please. I want you to live.” She pried a phone out from where it was tucked into her sock. “I brought the phone down here. I was going to call him right before the big moment. When it was too late for him to run.” She let out a weak giggle. “Run, now. Tell them to get that implant out of your sister and run like hell.”

“But you’re?—”

“Run, goddamn it!” She hit the glass. I only heard the dull thump through the microphone.

I ran, scrambling out of Level Eight and up the stairs, to the nearest computer station, on Level Seven. The one where Halliwell had lurked to watch me and Shane on the monitors that night, that now seemed like a hundred years ago.

I dialed Shane’s number as I buzzed the door open. First, I would deal with Reggie’s implant, with Shane’s help, as usual. Then, I had to strong-arm myself into Halliwell’s system and find a way to change that code that opened the cell doors.

I had to be fresh, creative and innovative… under deadly pressure.

So what else was new.

CHAPTER27

Shane

Freya was gripping my shoulder, but I couldn’t feel it. “Holy shit,” I muttered.

“It’s more or less what we guessed, right?” Ethan said. “I’m just sorry that it had to be rubbed in your face like that.”

Holly pushed between me and her aunt, her arms crossed. “Well?” she said, in ringing tones. “Let’s have a look!”

“No!” the four of us all said in unison.

Holly’s lower lip stuck out as she scowled at me. “Why not?”

“You do not need to see this,” I said savagely. “You are a kid, Holly.”

Holly tilted up her chin. “I saw a video Nicole sent of you chained to a ceiling with that collar with the chain pulling you up, so the wire almost cut your throat.”

“You what?” I looked at Frey, aghast. “What the hell? How did she see that?”

“Not by our choice,” Frey said grimly. “Nicole sent the video directly to her phone. She saw it before any of us even knew it existed.”

“Well, anyhow,” Holly said briskly. “My point is, it can’t be any worse than that, right? Does anybody get killed or cut up into pieces in it?”

“No,” I admitted. “But it shows Cass being all chummy and friendly with Halliwell. Which appears to confirm that she doesn’t give a damn what happens to her sister. I don’t think Reggie needs to see that.”

“I think you’re wrong,” Holly said. “I think it’s a fake. And if it is, Reggie’s probably the only one who might be able to tell us why. She’ll see things we don’t see.”




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