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had no idea that Angélica did, too. “Dr. Mobius would be a valuable asset. If you or Gail get sick, he may be the only person who could help.”
    â€œLike I give a damn about Gail getting sick,” Brook said.
    â€œRight back at you,” I said, and Brook glared at me. “But I’ve got the upgraded, more stable version of Mobium he probably didn’t want to give to Lodi. How long before you start breaking down into itty-­bitty pieces?”
    I didn’t need superhearing to catch the obscenity Brook muttered at me. “That man should die,” she said. “I want no part in saving him.”
    â€œWhat if I offer a trade?” Guy said, lifting his head.
    â€œThere’s nothing you have that I want,” Brook said, shifting her glare from me to him. “Nothing your brother has, either, so don’t even try.”
    â€œNot him,” Guy said, and this time the falling sensation in my stomach came from an entirely new source. I was not, I realized, going to like whatever he was about to say. “But Petra—­”
    Brook’s hands clenched into fists. Petra Bookman, her best friend from high school and Guy’s older sister, had been missing a year longer than she had. Everybody had thought Brook was dead. Nobody was sure Petra was. Sam had devoted his life to finding Petra, at the expense of Brook, who’d been kidnapped and had wound up at Lodi Corp when Sam had failed to save her. Since Sam had been the reason she’d been in trouble in the first place, I didn’t blame her for hating his guts.
    â€œYou want to find her, don’t you?” Guy asked. Brook’s fists began to shake, but Guy’s eyes remained steady on her face.
    â€œGuy,” I said. I really didn’t like where this was going.
    â€œYou go along, help us retrieve Mobius, and we can look for her together,” Guy said.
    Brook’s face was completely unreadable.
    â€œCan I have a word?” I asked Guy, grabbing his wrist and pulling him to his feet with my not inconsequential strength. “Outside? In the hallway? We’ll just be a minute.”
    I figured Kiki and Angélica could handle Brook in her current state. If not, well, we had bigger problems. Luckily, the hallway outside was completely empty of other Davenport staff, including the guards we’d kicked out of the room. I whipped around to look at Guy. “Do you have a death wish?”
    He raised his eyebrows.
    â€œGuy, that woman has a berserker switch that could go off at any second and it’s definitely tripped by all things Bookman. Isn’t that just a tiny bit disconcerting for you?”
    â€œIt’s not exactly something that gives me the warm fuzzies,” Guy said, frowning. “But she wants nothing to do with rescuing Mobius, and we need her.”
    â€œI barely want anything to do with rescuing Mobius,” I said, “and he held her captive for a hell of a lot longer than he did for me. That doesn’t mean you should offer to go on a wild-­goose chase.”
    â€œIt might not be a wild-­goose chase,” Guy said, but he didn’t look like he really believed the words coming out of his mouth.
    â€œWeren’t you telling me Sam lost years of his life looking for Petra?” I asked.
    â€œI’m a lot more levelheaded than my brother,” Guy said. “Are you upset about that or upset I didn’t consult you before making that offer?”
    â€œI can be upset about multiple things,” I said, as that was definitely the truth. “But in this case, I’m a little upset you didn’t mention to me that you were thinking about working with the woman who nearly killed you, and who did in fact kill Angélica for a little while.”
    â€œShe needs some closure about Petra,” Guy said, though he looked pained.
    â€œPetra doesn’t even make top ten on Brook’s list of issues, and she might never get