She watched David slip away again, hiding in spaces that were safest, that she couldnât follow. âI promise.â The repetition was more to herself than anyone, anything else. Remember, Sydney. Remember and think. One nod and then she turned to go.
Syd stared for a minute as one conversation fell hush when she stepped back in, meeting up with the other two once again. She appreciated Kerryâs bluntness though. Blunt was good. Blunt could be dealt with. âAn invisible wall.â Okay. That was something else new. There should be a rule about only one new thing a day. âSafe though. Safe is good.â Walking and talking was better. She hoped that they were coming with her.
âHe didnât know that he even could travel through time, so no instructions there. But it was enough information to tell me that weââ were way over their heads in any timeline. âCanât beat it the way we tried. Thereâs gotta be something. A weakness that we can exploit? It was weak when it was originally let out. Did Oliverâs icebox time allow it to get strength quickly from him?â Her eyes swiveled to Cary even as she was headed toward the horror-film elevator, thinking. Other mutants were specialized. Aces in the hole with their one ability. And David was a star burning too fast, too bright for anyoneâs good. What did the stars say, damn it. But. What if. âDid we try to make another one of those collars? He â David -- can see people..like their auras. Sort of. Maybe if we focus on that, on one thing, building that strength, we can hone in on Oliver and nab him before it all comes to a head.â
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Cool thought. If she could get back. âFuck.â Her head banged against the wall above the elevatorâs panel. She fidgeted as well, adjusting her gloves and zipping the jacket closer to her neck, then stepped in the box, turning around to face her friends. Eyebrows were lifted in silent question as to whether they wanted to come up as well. Either way, it was a ride up in awkward silence.