Chapter 13
‘If I take you to see your sister, will you tell me what you did to make the readout spike?’ Dr Wood stared at me, a deep frown creasing her brow.
I expelled the air from my lungs in a rush. ‘Yes.’
The pressure on my leg eased and I felt her undoing the straps that held me down.
‘Get up,’ she said.
I opened my eyes and tried to sit up. Impossible. My limbs wouldn’t obey me, the muscles twitching uselessly as I willed them to work.
‘If you want to see her, get up now or our deal is off.’ She stood at the end of the bed, the device she’d zapped me with in one hand.
I glared at her, using my hatred as fuel. I lurched into a sitting position and swung my legs off the bed. I stood, gripping the rail to keep myself upright when my legs threatened to collapse under me. I locked
