I vehemently shook my head. “No, that’s suicide.”
“How do you figure?”
“Grady said so!” I exclaimed. “Don’t you remember?! All that s**t about draining your blood and experimentation, and about his genotype and if he dies, everyone he’s created dies with him. It’s suicide!”
“What the f**k should we do, then?” Reid snapped. “Should we hide behind a f*****g cursed stuffed animal forever? Wait till he kills off our entire species?”
“You can’t go off and kill yourself, Reid!” I yelled.
“Keep your voice down.”
“No!”
Just then, there was a knock on the door and Doctor Henry poked his head in. “Should I come back later?” he asked.
“No,” Reid replied, and simultaneously, I answered, “Yes.”
I sighed, exasperated, and demanded, “Am I free to go?”
Doctor Henry stepped into the room and clo
