Etienne could not bear to look at the soiled, tied figure in front of him. “We want to free you,” he cried. “But only if you will not make war against us.”
“Why didn’t you want to be found?” Capricious questioned her captivator.
“Found?”
“You removed the chip, so my radar didn’t detect your presence.”
“Ms. Tunstall, are you aware of the picture that your world has created of those who have been changed like me? ‘Wicked, vile creatures’. Seen on screens around the world as only mindless killing machines. And people like you believe it.” Etienne paced in front of her.
“How do I know it’s not true?” She asked quietly.
“You’re still here, aren’t you?” He smiled warily.