William read the ritual carefully. Despite its detailed instructions, the final steps were missing. All he had were the effects—rejuvenation and curing all diseases—and the two names at the end.
'Is Wendy working with them?' William wondered. 'No, it didn't seem like she was…'
Still, the possibility lingered. William had been lied to before, and he wasn't about to rule it out. But Wendy had been sold as a slave, just like him. They'd arrived together, and he couldn't imagine her collaborating with their captors. The thought didn't sit right with him.
03 appeared beside him, his eyes finally adjusting to the darkness. "You can see in the dark, can't you? There's no way a normal person could read anything here without light."
"Yeah," William said, holding up the note. "Look, Wendy's name is here, along with someone called Vince Black Pine."
"Vince?" 03's eyes widened. "That's Jonas's grandfather."