Chapter 11 : Flashbacks

Theodora's POV

I glanced back to the sliding doors, now numerous goons guarding the exit. My gun was only a few feet from me. All it took was a well-timed lunge.

Six bullets.

Nine men in this room including the Pantomath. Not enough for each of them, but I didn't need it. The gears turned in my head, a plan forming in a few seconds.

Then there was the question of Javier by my feet. How the hell was I going to drag his massive body out of this club with henchmen on my tail? I didn't have super strength, only an impeccable aim.

Wait. I mulled over the conversation. The Pantomath was cocky, and it helped that I played stupid. It's amazing how much he lets slip out of his lips.

The Pantomath said that the serum would wear off shortly. I needed to stall.

"Don't even think about it, Theodora," The Pantomath said, clearly pleased with himself. "I forgot to tell you that STC answers to me. Your ship is grounded until I say otherwise."

Fuck.

I tilted my head to the side.