‘I am… free? You are letting me go? But I don’t understand? You say I am one of you?’
Stepping forwards, Declan lifted his hands towards Valentine’ s face.
‘Declan!’ Lana said loudly. ‘Are you sure that’s a good idea?’
‘Lana, he’s a Watcher. We have no right to keep him locked up.’
‘He’s right, Sis,’ Emma reassured her. ‘He’s the victim here.’
‘Yeah, I suppose you’re right. Sorry,’ she said to Valentine as Declan used the special tool to release the mask from his face.
As Valentine ’s eyes began to adjust to the light, he gently touched his face and turned to look at them.
‘Thank you, I don’t know what to say. Just that I am very, very sorry for the pain I have caused you and your people.’
‘Our people?’ Declan said. ‘But you’re one of our people now, Valentine. And it wasn’t you th
