“Don’t you worry, sweetheart. I’m sure you can save her.” He was looking at me that time. What was he going to ask me to do?
“Devon, it doesn’t have to be like this,” James said. “Just let her go.”
“We’re tired of waiting for her to know, waiting to see if it’s real. We have some plans for her ourselves, and I think there is only one way to force your hand. A little experiment, like I mentioned to you before at the game.” He turned to me. “You should have just come when I told you.”
