CHAPTER 50

"Are you sure you want to go in there alone?" Jon asked as he parked down the street from Stephan's house.

"I won't be alone for long." Aya checked her purse. It was stuffed with lengths of rope for tying up prisoners. She pulled out the cell phone she'd borrowed from Edward Cafe and punched in the newly memorized phone number for Malcolm's house.

"Cafe," the head of Malcolm's daytime security answered.

"We're in place. I'm going in."

"Good. Keep the line open," Edward warned her in his nasal voice. "Here. Malcolm wants to talk to you."

"Be careful," Malcolm warned her.

"I'll be fine. Jon's here if I need him." Aya opened the car door. "I'm setting the phone in my purse now. See you soon." She propped the open phone on top of everything in her purse.

Jon gave her an encouraging nod. She climbed from the car and walked toward Stephan's house.

At Baal corporation, she'd given Malcolm another dose of the formula before they teleported to his house.

There, with Edward Cafe's advice, they'