CHAPTER SIXTEEN
I stared at the spot where Phaser and Strike had been standing less than a second ago, breathing hard. I half-expected Strike to rise out of the floor announcing that he had defeated Phaser, but realistically, I knew Strike was gone. He was wherever Phaser had taken him, sacrificing himself to save me and Triplet and maybe even Dizzy, if she was indeed here. I had no doubt in my mind that Longworth was going to perform all sorts of horrific experiments on Strike, yet he had given himself up anyway just to save us.
Damn it. Strike wasn’t just popular because of his good looks. He was a real hero, willing to give his life to save us. I wish I had thought of it first so he wouldn’t have to put himself in that situation.
My thoughts were interrupted by three groans. I looked
