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Chapter Nine
I’m not sure I’m hearing him correctly.
“You have something I want.” Warner is still staring at me.
“I don’t understand,” I tell him.
He takes a deep breath and stands up to pace the length
of the room. Adam has not yet been dismissed. “You are
kind of a pet project of mine.” Warner smiles to himself.
“I’ve studied your records for a very long time.”
I can’t handle his pompous, self-satisfied strut. I want to
break the grin off his face.
Warner stops walking. “I want you on my team.”
“What?” A broken whisper of surprise.
“We’re in the middle of a war,” he says a little impatiently.
“Maybe you can put the pieces together.”
“I don’t—”
“I know your secret, Juliette. I know why you’re in here.
Your entire life is documented in hospital records,
complaints to authorities, messy lawsuits, public demands
to have you locked up.” His pause gives me enough time to
choke on the horror caught in my throat. “I’d been
considering it for a long time, but I wanted to make sure you
weren’t actually psychotic. Isolation wasn’t exactly a good
indicator, though you did fend for yourself quite well.” He
offers me a smile that says I should be grateful for his
praise. “I sent Adam to stay with you as a final precaution. I
wanted to make sure you weren’t volatile, that you were
capable of basic human interaction and communication. I
must say I’m quite pleased with the results.”
Someone is ripping my skin off.
“Adam, it seems, played his part a little too excellently. He
is a fine soldier. One of the best, in fact.” Warner spares him