Chapter 87

“If we’re lucky,” Jesse agreed. “It could fizzle out or backfire. Either way, not good for us.”

Backfiring was not an option. Neither was seeing John die when there was a way to save him. As painful as it was going to be to do it, Emma knew speaking with Ethan was the only choice she had.

“I’ll do it,” she said softly. “How much time do we have?”

“Three days,” John said, the elation evident in his thin voice.

Jesse didn’t look as elated. His face was closed and serious as he stood and came to her side. He dropped to one knee beside her and took the plate from her hand. “Emma, I appreciate your willingness to do this. It’s going to be very…overwhelming for you. Draining. It’ll take some time to recover. This isn’t going to be simple. Once we start on this, you can’t change your mind.”

“I don’t back away from what I commit to, Jess. You know that.”