Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Brain Implant

"Uh, do you mean an implant?"

Wait, did he mean he was going to put an implant in her? Natalie got that insect-encased-in-glue feeling again and inched back from him. She held her hand up palm out. "Stay back."

"Will not hurt Natlia." With exquisite predatory grace, he walked to the chest where she kept the TC and picked up something. When he turned, she saw he held two small, round, metal objects that looked vaguely rubbery in the palm of his hand.

"What is that?" He is joking, right? He had to be. There was no way he was actually planning to put those things inside her head. Did he want to control her or something?

"You would say..." He searched for a word. "...track."

She jumped up and held her hands out, in a blocking gesture, in front of her. "A tracking device? Oh, hell no! You're not tagging me like I'm some animal, the way they used to do."

"This also learn you speak. Help understand."