Chapter Thirty-Five
“I’ve got an idea,” Chloe said, “and it just might work.”
“It needs to,” Tag replied. “If not, we’re screwed.”
Ben touched a finger to his chin. “Hold on, can’t we just all, like, die? If we kill ourselves, we’ll all end up back with the sharks—”
“Sherikans,” Chloe corrected.
“Sherikans, anyway.” Ben laughed and clapped his hands together. “Problem solved. Let the big ol’ bad blob swallow us whole, and we’ll be free!”
“We can’t,” Tag said, an edge to his voice Chloe hadn’t heard before. “What about Jessie? She’s an NPC. She’ll die without us helping her escape.”
Ben raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Awfully fired up over a girl you’ve been ignoring for the last few days. What’s the matter, little one? Somebody got a crush?”
“No,” Tag snapped, his cheeks flushing
