“Lower your voice,” I grit out between clenched teeth. “Calm down.”Fedor’s head is rapidly shaking back and forth, almost vibrating, and all the blood in his face has
drained out. He looks like he’s wearing white stage makeup. “If you two can’t get me out of here, I’mgoing to kill myself. I can’t stay in here. I can’t live like this. Not trapped in these walls with thesedamn guards telling me where to go and who to touch and—” His voice cuts off, and he drops his faceinto his hands, his shoulders shaking.
Kent looks at me nervously, but I don’t know what to say. Partly because I’m too angry. Anything I
say to Fedor right now would only make things worse. I take a deep breath and turn to Kent.“Whatever she has to say, it can’t be worse than murder,” I whisper. “Right, Kent?”“My best gu
