She was also itching to have a try. Now they had known all of Lucas's plans. As long as she blocked their way, she could make a great contribution. She could ask to go back to her position and then slowly...
She sat on Coombs's 'lap with a smile and put her arms around his neck. "Then what can I do? I want to help you."
Coombs was quite satisfied with what she said. He felt that he had succeeded in controlling her. His old hands slid across her face and fell on her neck.
"It's good for you to think so, but I need you to keep an eye on Lucas in case you fail like last time. Can you do it?"
She knew what Coombs meant. He wanted her to keep an eye on Lucas and report everything about Lucas to him. She forced a smile. It was not difficult. As long as Lucas could tell her, she would at most be a microphone, but the benefits would not be that simple.
"I can do whatever you say. I only have you." She leaned against his chest and rubbed it to show her that she was very dependent on him.