I sat down on the ground against the bookcase and prepared for the longest half hour of my life.
"You didn't bring the puppy," Moran said petulantly. Yes, this was all a plot to deprive you of your playdate.
"Prison breaks rile her up too much. Next time." Twenty-nine minutes and thirty seconds to go.
The Queen hovered over her daughter, and every time Isabel twitched or breathed funny, I flinched.
The silence stretched on.
"It's growing lighter." Moran pointed to the data cloud.
I sighed. There went my best shot at learning whether or not Olivia's insurance policy could take down Jackson. I wanted the Blank to work for Isabel's sake, but I had an obligation to Levi and that legislation had to be stopped.
"You had a question for Isabel, didn't you?" the Queen said.
"Yes."