Page 93 of Despair


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“Told me what?” She glared, her heart racing a million miles an hour.

“That shit has hit the fan,” Alice replied. “Out there. It’s like Julius unleashed every weapon in his arsenal. We’ve been non-stop fighting since you—” Her gaze snapped to where Elena watched them from the couch. “Since you almost died.”

“Why didn’t someone tell me?”

“You needed rest,” Parker shot back with a growl. “You still need rest. What are you doing out of bed?”

“I feel good. Better than good. Get me some clothes and I’ll get out there. Surely Julius is running out of people to fight for him by now.”

Alice’s expression turned bleak. Her freckles seemed to melt away. “That’s why he poisoned the water supply. We’re still trying to work with the Mayor’s office to flush it out.”

Daisy’s blood went cold as she realized Axel was out there. Before she could speak, Parker seemed to know her question.

“He knows to be careful,” he said.

Alice’s cell phone rang. She stepped away to take it.

Parker asked, “Where’s Mary?”

“Here.” She came from down the hallway where her room was.

Strangely, she was dressed in her old Sinner uniform. Black assassin attire. Skintight. Hooded. With a red face scarf that was pulled down around her neck. Her long dark, silvershot hair was pulled back into a tight braid. But the most alarming thing was the look in her eyes. Daisy had seen that look before—just before Mary had punched the close button on the elevator door almost thirty years ago.

Surely Daisy was imagining things.

All the warmth leaked out of the room.

“What are you doing?” Parker asked, straightening.

Mary didn’t answer. She turned in the direction Alice had headed and stared. Two seconds later, Alice returned with a grim set to her lips and jaw.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Parker asked, golden eyes darting between his mother and fiancée.

“That was Thea, one of the Sinners.”

“Are they okay?”

Alice shook her head, her clever eyes sliding to Mary who only lifted her chin with a stony resolution hardening her eyes. “You know, don’t you?”

“I had a vision.”

“Why didn’t you say something?”

“It won’t change the outcome.”

Parker slammed his metal palm on the counter, rattling the foundations. “What the fuck is going on?”

Alice folded her arms and shot him a look that said, Don’t take that tone with me. She waited a moment before answering.

“Syndicate Tower is under attack,” she explained. “And it’s not random, like the rest of the chaos is. This seems targeted.”

“He’s going for that spot,” Parker said. “Truly?”

Daisy swallowed. Julius believed, as did the Sinners, that the replicates when uncontrolled tried to get to the strongest concentration of sin. They’d tried to dig through a spot in the Tower’s sewers. The Hildegard Sisterhood thought if the replicates got their way, they’d open a portal to another dimension—a hell dimension. Parker said it was rubbish. Daisy didn’t know what to believe.

Opening some kind of worm hole portal had never been part of Julius’s original plans, but since Daisy had destroyed his only viable biological samples of his wife and daughter to replicate, he’d gone crazy. Nothing he did made sense.

Daisy just knew one thing. If there was an attack there, then Julius wasn’t far away. She could go down there, hunt him down, and end things once and for all.

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