“Why didn’t you stop his escape?” Wren glared at Adam.
“That wasn’t the mission I was given.” Adam shook his head.
She fought the urge to take control of his mind, to make him crawl toward her and beg forgiveness. “Sima’s pissed.”
“She was already on the phone to Giroux, telling him her version of what happened.” Adam shrugged.
Wren froze. “What do you mean?”
“Sima hasn’t been paid yet, Wren. Giroux finds out Sima diverted resources over a pet, he’s going to be annoyed. She’s got to downplay it, or spread the blame or something.” Adam sighed. “She’s probably going to say it was my fault or something. I just hope Giroux doesn’t decide that makes it your fault.
“She wouldn’t…” Wren narrowed her eyes.
“I hope so.” Adam shook his head. “I really don’t want to end up her pet. Especially now that she knows about the talisman.”
Her fingers clutched the ring around her neck. That’s right. Sima knew. And Sima had expressed an interest in Adam and… She frowned. And Sima had blown the mission by not letting Adam go into the field. Adam could have killed the alpha and… Giroux had known Sima a long time. Surely he’d know… Except he didn’t know Wren herself. “There has to be a way to salvage this.”
“He lost a lot of people, and stands to lose the rest if they don’t get moving soon.”
“You can still kill Matthias.” She nodded.
“I could.” Adam folded his arms. “Be a waste of time though.”
“You should keep a civil tongue when addressing —”
“My mistress?” He had the nerve to smirk at her. “Or what, Wren?”
“You know ‘or what’.” She clenched her fists.
“You could break me.” He met her eyes. “Turn me into your pet. You see how well that game worked for Sima. But ask yourself something, Wren…” He straightened. “What good to anyone is a broken weapon?” He shook his head. “You’re a witch. You’ve got me. Nobody can do what I can do. Giroux isn’t an idiot, Wren. If you can manage not to be one as well, you can still come out on top of this.”
For a moment she just stood there, staring at him. “I could…” His gaze didn’t waver. “You’re still mine. Don’t forget that.”
“I’m well aware.” He shrugged. “Suggest you get to the airport, and use your magic to get the retreat going. Giroux is going to be annoyed if he loses anymore guys.”
“Fine.” She jabbed a finger into his chest. “But when I’m done, you, me, and Sima’s little truth ability are going to have a long talk.”
“Looking forward to it.” He sat down as she headed for the door. And to her irritation, he just turned on the TV like he hadn’t a care in the world.