Bab 247: Chapter 247: Quaid

I stood outside his cell, nothing about this feeling right or normal, as the Enforcer guard unlocked it and let me inside. His young face seemed nervous, as if I was a loose cannon and a threat. Maybe he was right to be afraid. I'd just single handedly decided the fate of the Universes, hadn't I? That thought stirred hysterical giggles, barely contained. Did I look manic, insane to him? Possibly.

Probably.

I knew this prison, had been here before but under circumstances that had allowed the former wereking, Danilo Moreau, to escape with his sister. In search of answers we still didn't have.

They didn't matter now, my new favorite saying. Not when I passed the frightened young guard, Mom waiting for me outside the door, into the bright, white interior of the ten by ten space. He sat at the table with his big, tanned hands folded in front of him, the cream cotton of his jumpsuit baggy on his large form. I sank into the wobbly metal chair across from him, hesitant and afraid.