The gag in Dot's mouth was stained red. Her makeup was streaked, and the rage in her eyes from earlier was replaced with pain and desperation. I tried to feel sorry for the woman, but it was hard. She was vicious. She cursed us all out. She threatened our children and children's children. She begged to die at one point.
She didn't explain her actions.
It was dark outside. Alec's staff had left hours ago. I was tired. So was everyone else. It would be nice to store Dot in a reflection room for a few hours while we rested and devised a new strategy to end the attack against King and the rest of us.
"Have Joshua picked up," I said quietly.
"Sampson can bring him. He's coming this way anyway," Jake said.
