Chapter 70

“Getting a little shaky there, dear. Is it the drug or are you looking forward to our time together and beside yourself with joy?” Bane asked with a snicker.

“Sarcasm doesn’t look well on you, Bane. You’re entirely too smug to pull it off,” Mark hissed.

“Are you losing your much-vaunted control, my love?”

Mark felt the difference, the slight change in airflow, as Bane turned away to speak to Septis. Mark didn’t attempt to hear what was said. He poured all of his concentration on extracting the scalpel from the top of the Medbag. He sensed movement. It was slight, but it moved. Mark dug deep, trying repeat what he had done. Juraens had told him to coax, to be conscious of the movement. He pulled back and called it to him. It fell, smack into his right hand. He had the binding tie free in less than ten seconds. He was going to go for Bane.

::Wait, Treasured. I’m just outside. I don’t want to lose you. Wait until I give the signal. On the count of three. One, two, three...::