you to do anything. I would appreciate if you would do it though.” “You really love this guy?” She pointed her thumb at me. “Yes. I do.” Mary Anne smiled, and I did the same. I’d never get tired of hearing her say things like that. I wiped my brow. I was increasingly exhausted. I shrugged it off. I didn’t have time to rest. “You finally did something about it.” Genevieve grinned. “I wasn’t sure you ever would.” “I guess I just needed the right opportunity.” “The right opportunity meaning complete and utter chaos.” “It’s amazing what happens when people are placed in impossible situations.” Mary Anne ran her hands over the head rest of the seat. She was kneeling. “And it was good?” Genevieve smiled. “Of course it was good,” I quickly jumped in. What was she implying? That I was going to suck? I found my ego was also worse now. More possessive and a bigger ego. Mary Anne probably wasn’t a fan of either of those, but she was a fan of me. That counted for something. “Will you come with us?” Mary Anne bounced up and down on her knees. “I promise we’ll get you back soon.” “Because your promise is so reassuring.” “Hey, I’m trying.” “I’ll come because I’m curious. Because my life is so insanely boring that I’ll risk my life.” Genevieve played with the cuff of her sweatshirt. “I wish my life was boring.” Mary Anne returned to sitting. “Even if it means no more great sex with Gage?” “If it meant Gage’s life was safe, yes.” Mary Anne nodded. Her intense feelings both scared and excited me. I refused to let her down no matter what I did. “I’ll come.” Genevieve buckled her seatbelt. “But I’d prefer to live through this experience.” “You will.” I hoped my words were true. “You can’t know that.” “No, I can’t.” I couldn’t know anything anymore. “But I’ll try.” “Ok, I guess that’s something.”
9 Hunter T he food was inedible . They knew we only ate meat, so why bother giving us processed grains? Either they were trying to make us angry, or trying to remind us who was in charge. Most likely it was a combination of both along with a slew of other reasons I didn’t have the energy to figure out. I was exhausted. I still hadn’t recovered fully from changing Gage and the serum was further weakening me. I needed Mary Anne. I hoped she wasn’t in need of me. Not that I’d have minded taking care of her, but I wasn’t in the position to do anything. Somehow I had to break us out, and unfortunately that wasn’t happening as quickly as I’d have liked. Whether Mary Anne needed me or not, Gage did. I wondered if he’d figured that out yet. He probably had. After setting the food aside, I gave in and sat down. I passed over the sorry excuse for a cot in exchange for the concrete floor. I mentally reached out for the others again, but there was nothing. Something in my cell blocked me from communicating. I wondered if all the cells were that way, or only mine. I knew they hadn’t made it for me, but I guess they’d considered every possibility when making their secret prison. Now I had to find a way to get us all out. “Get up!” My anger flared when I heard Joseph’s rude greeting. “Why?” “Because you’re moving.” “Moving where?” “Is that any of your business?” “It is since I’ll be the one moving.” “Moving because we want you to. You have no say in any of this.” “Will we all be moving?” That was the most important part. Were we staying together? “Maybe not all of you.” He walked close to the stall, but he stood back a safe distance. Maybe he’d learned something. “Joseph, that is enough.” The king’s loud voice came from somewhere down the corridor. “I can take it from here.” Joseph skulked away, and I stood, waiting for the king. The king appeared in the same suit. He hadn’t changed, which meant not too much time could have