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Chapter Forty-nine

Mordi’s kiss still lingered on her lips as Isole stepped into the cell, timing the movement so that she was inside as her father, weak and thin, stepped out. All four Protectors waited a moment, but the catacombs stayed stable. No shifting, no falling. There was no sign at all that the place might collapse around their ears.
“Go,” Izzy said, looking Mordi in the eye. “Go save the day. And then come back and save me.”
“I will,” he said.
She turned to Jason. “You’ll help Zoë and Hale with Zephron?”
Jason nodded. “We’ll get your dad to safety first. I promise. It’ll be okay.”
She tried to smile, but couldn’t quite manage. “So, you trust me now?”
He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “I trust you,” he said. “I have to. I have a feeling we may be family someday.”
His words both warmed and shocked her, and her gaze darted to Mordi, half-afraid he was going to look embarrassed or, worse, angry. Instead, he looked delighted. And determined.
“I have to go now,” he said.
“I know. Go. Hurry.”
“And we have to close the door. If Hieronymous sends someone to check up on...”
She nodded. This time, though, she couldn’t manage words.
“I’ll be back,” Mordi said.
“I know,” she said. And then she backed into the cell and closed her eyes.
She heard the sound of stone against stone, and when she opened her eyes, it was just as dark. She held out her hands and realized that she could feel every wall. The room really was the size of a coffin.
She started to shake, cold chills covering her body. She knew he was coming back for her, she knew it. But though her head might have a clue, the rest of her was scared to death. A small space. A dark space. This was worse than an elevator, with nothing but her and the walls and the dark.
She managed to fight it until she was sure that Mordi and Jason and the rest were gone. She didn’t want to risk them coming back. They had a mission, after all. And then, when everything around her was silent and still, Izzy collapsed to the floor, drew in a breath, and screamed.

Chapter Forty-nine

Mordi’s kiss still lingered on her lips as Isole stepped into the cell, timing the movement so that she was inside as her father, weak and thin, stepped out. All four Protectors waited a moment, but the catacombs stayed stable. No shifting, no falling. There was no sign at all that the place might collapse around their ears.
“Go,” Izzy said, looking Mordi in the eye. “Go save the day. And then come back and save me.”
“I will,” he said.
She turned to Jason. “You’ll help Zoë and Hale with Zephron?”
Jason nodded. “We’ll get your dad to safety first. I promise. It’ll be okay.”
She tried to smile, but couldn’t quite manage. “So, you trust me now?”
He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “I trust you,” he said. “I have to. I have a feeling we may be family someday.”
His words both warmed and shocked her, and her gaze darted to Mordi, half-afraid he was going to look embarrassed or, worse, angry. Instead, he looked delighted. And determined.
“I have to go now,” he said.
“I know. Go. Hurry.”
“And we have to close the door. If Hieronymous sends someone to check up on...”
She nodded. This time, though, she couldn’t manage words.
“I’ll be back,” Mordi said.
“I know,” she said. And then she backed into the cell and closed her eyes.
She heard the sound of stone against stone, and when she opened her eyes, it was just as dark. She held out her hands and realized that she could feel every wall. The room really was the size of a coffin.
She started to shake, cold chills covering her body. She knew he was coming back for her, she knew it. But though her head might have a clue, the rest of her was scared to death. A small space. A dark space. This was worse than an elevator, with nothing but her and the walls and the dark.
She managed to fight it until she was sure that Mordi and Jason and the rest were gone. She didn’t want to risk them coming back. They had a mission, after all. And then, when everything around her was silent and still, Izzy collapsed to the floor, drew in a breath, and screamed.