Zerena's P.O.V.
"I f*****g knew it! Look right here." I held the phone to Everett's face, showing him the picture of the file I was reading. "Once he saw how the healing ability affected each of us, he injected himself with it. He logs his healing process here. It seems he heals better than even I. That son of b***h. He not only injects himself with things that have worked from his experiments, making them even better before giving it to himself."
I let my forehead hit the table in frustration, rolling it against the polished cold wood. So I can't kill him, but perhaps I can decommission him the way he threatens to do to us. I'd love to keep his head in a jar and let him watch me live a happy life without his cruelty.
"We expected that. We hoped that wasn't the case, but we expected i
