#Chapter 130: Impossible Choices

Make your choice. “That’s enough,” Asher growled. He stepped away from me, toward Nurse Irene. I grabbed his arm, keeping him from lunging. “How dare you threaten her?” “It’s not a threat. It’s a choice.” Nurse Irene backed away so that the bed was between her and Asher. “You think I’m not putting my own neck on the line here? I’m supposed to alert the facility if I so much as suspect a person of having projection ability. If I hear one whisper, I’m to call them.” She pointed a finger at Asher. “You can threaten me all you want, but there is no bigger threat to me and my reputation than to defy officially mandated orders.” “Then why do it?” Asher asked. “Why not just turn us in?” I held on tighter at his use of us. To him, in this moment, he and I were a singular unit. “I just want to continue my projection research,” Nurse Irene said. “Without those official researchers getting in the way. If I reported Cynthia, I would lose total access to her. They’d lock her away and ke