“And if Red Creek retaliates anyway,” Agatha added, “they become the aggressor.”
Frederic leaned back.
“Problem solved.”
I looked at him.
“You were looking for a way to keep them there.”
His gaze met mine.
“I was looking for the applicable law.”
“No.”
Something changed in his expression.
I couldn't quite name it.
“You were looking for an exception.”
“Would you rather I wasn't?”
There it was.
A perfectly reasonable answer from the least reasonable man I'd met since arriving at Fangar.
It irritated me more than if he'd said something awful.
Because awful would have fit.
Awful was easy.
Hollow Moon was awful.
Therefore Frederic Holloway should be awful.
Instead, he'd found the legal mechanism that kept three women from being sent back.
I hated inconvenient things.
“Funny,
