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“I wouldn’t have to do it if you were honest,” the chancellor bit back.
“What did I do? When we last spoke, when I last saw you, we had an understanding. What changed? Who has poisoned you against me?” Daar asked.
“I know you secretly support Maxwell.”
“What? I do not.”
“You support him. You do.”
“Who told you this? What proof do you have that I’m not loyal?”
“It doesn’t matter, Daar. I will own you. You will do what I want when I want.”
The chancellor was making up problems. He was so insecure after Skilton’s disappearance that he was fabricating phantoms and seeing enemies where there were none.
Daar might not like Maxwell, but right now that might be the only raft Daar had. If the chancellor had the laptop, if he had Saaina and Peter, if he controlled Amaar, it would seriously hamstring what Daar could do. He wouldn’t be done, but this would set him back at least ten years. Everything he’d accomplished since shaking off Charlotte’s accusations would crumble.
He needed out of this country. If the chancellor had the laptop, and Daar had every reason to believe that he did, there were two options now.
Either Daar got the laptop and his people back, or he scurried away like a bug to hide.
Anger boiled up in Daar and he ended the call.
“Amaar, tell me again what the chancellor told you to do?” He began to pace. “Clearly he thought he had you if he told you that much… Your family?”
“Already on the move,” Amaar confirmed.
Daar nodded. “Good. Go, be with them.”
“But what about you, sir?”
Daar shook his head. “Unlike the chancellor, I trust my people. He is acting out of fear, which gives him a position of weakness. I know what I want, and I’m willing to do what needs to be done to get there.”
Amaar nodded slowly.
It was time to prepare for battle.
Chapter Twenty
Friday.Unknown,NewYorkCity, NY.
Robin’s stomach was trying to eat its way out of her. It seemed silly that given the absolute chaos going on around them that her biggest concern was if she was going to eat again. None of them had slept much last night. There was no heat, so the three of them had huddled together, changing out who got to sit in the corner with the cardboard buffer. It was just a box they’d mangled enough so that a person could sit on half of it while the other half served as a barrier to the wall. But after Saaina was taken away, Jessica and Robin had flattened it out and now lay on the concrete floor.
“Was that your stomach or mine?” Jessica asked.
Robin squinted up at the ceiling. “I don’t know anymore.”
Jessica’s hand flopped over on top of Robin’s. They clutched each other tightly and said nothing.
“We need a plan,” Robin whispered. “We should have had a plan when that guy came for Saaina. There’s only one of him. We could have done something.”
“He’s not the only one out there. You’ve heard the other voices,” Jessica pointed out.
“Would you rather die here and now? Or wait?”
“I’d rather bide my time for a better moment.”
But what if a better moment didn’t present itself?
