#Chapter 202: The Arrest

Iris Alice’s office is blissfully quiet. My hands are shaking as I turn the lock, and for a moment I just lean against the door, trying to catch my breath. We made it. We’re alone. Away from Veronica’s watchful eyes and the crowd of people who would love nothing more than to witness another public spectacle. Arthur stands in the middle of the small room, looking lost. His eyes keep darting toward the door, and I can practically hear the gears turning in his head. He looks caught between running back to Veronica and staying here with me. “I should go back,” he suddenly mutters, as if the fog has won out. “Veronica will be looking for me. She’ll worry.” My heart aches, and I want to cry again, but I don’t. Instead, I manage in a surprisingly calm voice, “You don’t want to do that, Arthur. I’m not sure how, but she’s controlling you. You have to get a grip.” He frowns and shakes his head like he’s trying to clear the fog. “Control? What are you talking