Chapter 230

ANDY   Carol began weaving spells around the cell, soundproofing the space so that my screams wouldn't disturb the rest of the compound. The preparations were thorough, professional -- they'd clearly done this before.   "You're going to tell us how to remove the memories," Lynn said, pulling instruments from her bag that made my stomach clench with anticipation. "You're going to undo whatever psychological poison you've planted in his mind."   "Am I?" I asked, settling back on the bench with false casualness. "And what makes you think I have any interest in helping you?"   The first blow came without warning, Lumina's fist connecting with my jaw with enough force to split my lip and fill my mouth with blood. The taste was metallic and warm, and I savored it like fine wine.   "That's for laying your hands on my son," she said, shaking out her bruised knuckles.   I spat blood onto the cell floor and grinned up at her. "He'll never really be your son. Not after what I've shown him. He kno