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“That’s relative,” Albert says.
“What does that mean?” Jost demands.
“It means that in this set of circumstances, we have an hour. We’d better get to it.”
Everyone rushes in opposite directions, and I don’t have time to say goodbye to Erik before Dante has pulled me to the side. We’re leaving with Jax and Falon.
“That’s it?” I ask. “How are we going to do this with only four of us?”
“Jax will stay with you the whole time, Adelice,” Dante says.
“I’m not much of a bodyguard,” Jax points out.
“You know how to initiate Protocol Three and Adelice claims she can get Cormac to tell her the pass code,” Falon says.
“That was before I knew he’d ordered my death,” I point out.
“Be extra sweet,” Dante advises me.
“And the other sectors?” I ask, ignoring Dante’s helpful advice.
“We will have several minutes in each sector before the coventries detect an anomaly,” Loricel says. “You must get word out before I start the next rebound.”
“We should go alone. Cover more territory,” Dante says.
“I can handle two of you at a time, but past that, things will get tricky.”
“I’ll go to the Western Coventry,” I volunteer. “Pryana will help me get the evacuations going, and I have to be sure that Amie gets out.”
“We need to focus on the population, not the coventries,” Dante argues.
“I’m not negotiating on this,” I tell him. “I need to make sure Amie gets out, and Pryana is Agenda. She can notify others.”
“Amie will be safe, Ad,” Jax says.
“If the evacuation measures are in place,” I say. “There are four of us. We can cover all the sectors and the Western Coventry, too.”
“Fine,” Dante relents. “Loricel, can you do it?”
“Absolutely,” Loricel says.
Dante nods, his eyes flicking to each of us as if to gauge our readiness.
“Then Falon will take the leader of the Southern Sector, Jax the Northern, and I’ll take the Western Sector, and then we’ll all meet in the Northern Ministry to deal with Cormac together.”
I nod, my pulse building to a frenzy. From this moment on we are on borrowed time, but before I can even consider how much danger we’re rebounding into, Erik appears.
“I hear you need disguises.”
TWENTY-THREE
I ALWAYS EXPECTED THAT HAVING MY FLESH altered would hurt, but other than an initial prickle across my nerves, I don’t feel much.
“How are you doing?” Erik asks me.
I don’t bother to look at him, because then I’ll see what he’s doing and I definitely don’t want to see.
“I’m great,” I say as enthusiastically as possible. “I’m still not sure what you’re doing, though.” I never mastered my Tailor abilities past basic alteration, and my work was overseen by Dante or Erik every time. This is well beyond the scope of my skill.
