“What happens now?” he whispered.
The alarm on his wrist-comm changed from red to green. 41 unblocked
“I didn’t have a choice, 41.” His hand hovered over the panic button on his belt—the one that would flood the cell with neural neutralizer. “Who unblocked you?” “What happens now
“Blocks don’t expire. They’re permanent.” ” he choked.
“That was a lie.” Her honey eyes glistened. “I’ve never hurt anyone. I just wanted to stop hurting. And you… you needed to stop running.”
“Stop,” he choked.