Chapter 26
“Are you going to cut me free?” Scout asked, indicating the knife with her chin.
Clementine shook her head sadly.
“No witnesses?”
Clementine nodded.
“You want this to be a fair fight.”
She shrugged one shoulder.
“But like your friend said, this can’t ever be a fair fight. You have advantages I don’t. So what is it?”
Clementine stepped closer, putting a hand on each arm of the chair and leaning in until her nose all but brushed Scout’s. Her eyes stared into Scout’s, demanding that she understand.
“I see,” Scout said slowly. “You don’t want a fair fight, but you do want a fight. Not death by poison or lack of air or invisible darts. You want me to fight with everything I have. Fight and fail.”
Clementine grinned again, delighted that Scout understood her so well. Scout f
