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“I’m so sorry,” said Trudy. “I know that isn’t much.”
Nora laid her hand on her arm. “It’s more than enough. You didn’t have a choice.”
Trudy laid her hand on top of Nora’s. “Nor did you.”
“So how do we catch Will?” asked Nora.
“I don’t think it needs to be subtle,” said Colby. “I’ll send a couple of my men into town and wait for him. When The Workshop closes, they’ll pick him up and bring him out here. We can question him in the morning.”
“Do you have a secure room to keep him in?” asked Nora.
Colby chuckled. “Better than that, a nice little dungeon built under the garage. It’s probably better than he deserves, but we need to know how much damage he’s done before we sentence him to die.”
Hutch shook his head. “There’s no need for you or the resistance to get your hands dirty. Banish him to the mainland. When the Master hears how badly he fucked up, he’ll kill him as an example to others.”
Nora nodded. “He’s right. The Master doesn’t tolerate failure.”
* * *
NORA
Nora woke the next morning with the most incredible feeling of well-being. The night before with Hutch had been nothing less than spectacular. It was as if they couldn’t get enough of one another. She stretched and rolled onto her back. She knew he wasn’t beside her. He and Colby were in the dungeons of Windsong interrogating the Master’s other mole.
She couldn’t remember a single time in her life when she’d been so happy. Her body had the loveliest ache from all the lovemaking she’d done with Hutch the night before. Trudy, who she had begun to think of as a friend, had turned out to have a good reason for spying for the Master and had turned against him, they’d found and apprehended the other mole, and she herself had finally broken away from a life from which she’d never thought to be free.
Her phone rang and she picked it up, smiling at the caller ID. It was Fallon—only it wasn’t. The voice was easily recognizable. It was the Master—how had he gotten Fallon’s phone?
“Did you really think you could betray me?” he said angrily.
Wary because it was Fallon’s number on the caller ID, she suppressed her instinct to taunt him. “You gave me little choice, but then I never really had a choice at all, did I? Sometimes I think you pushed me just to see how far I would go.”
“I pushed you to maximize your potential. I had hoped you could learn to shove away your humanity and become more to me than just my ward.”
The Master really was delusional. “Your ‘ward?’ Is that what you call me?”
“But of course,” he said smoothly, reining in his anger. “I took you in and gave you the best of everything…”
“You turned me into a killer.”
“I freed you from conventional thinking so that when you were ready, you could join me at my side.”
“As what?” she asked incredulously. “Your acolyte? Your slave?”
“As my mate.”
She couldn’t believe he’d said that. The very thought of it made her gag. “You know, Master, I don’t think there is anything you could have said that would have surprised me more.”
“You have eliminated yourself from consideration.”
There’s a bit of good news. No need to tell him I’d been fucking my fated mate’s brains out all night.
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“As you should be, but that is neither here nor there.”
“So, why are you calling? And how did you get Fallon’s phone?”
“I decided that perhaps with the proper motivation you could be made to see the error of your ways.”
