Agent A was fuming. "If I go down, you're coming with me," he snarled.
Lisbeth was calm, "Easy there. You're not going to die. The poison won't kill you and just paralyze you."
And how was that different from being dead? Agent A twitched his lips in annoyance.
"You didn't sell me out, did you?" he accused.
Lisbeth feigned confusion. "What are you getting at?"
"Yesterday, you said you were going to ask Aurelia about the antidote, and now I'm under house arrest. You ratted me out to her, didn't you?" Agent A pressed.
Lisbeth rebuked, "Rat you out? If so, won't I expose your identity? Can you still lie here leisurely and be served without torture? That would blow your cover sky-high. If you're blown, so am I. Do I want a death wish? When I saw Aurelia, she said it was to speed up the antidote development. I couldn't exactly say no. Your life is in her hands now."
Agent A gave her a dark and icy stare. "You'd better not be that foolish. If you betray me, I'll ship you off to a backwoods brothel in the wilds. You could die there."
Lisbeth scoffed silently. ‘You just worry about yourself. Who knows who'll end up in the sticks?’
"We're in this together, so cut the threats. One wrong move and we're both toast," she retorted.
Agent A was seething. ‘Does she think she can push me around because I’m immobilized?’
Once he was back on his feet, he would set her straight.
In the evening, when Skyler returned to the Stirling Mansion, he found a text from Geoffrey.
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