pointing a finger at Pandora and using the influence of the cestus.
?She got out of the shackles and put me in them. She?s so strong?I
had no idea!?
?She?s lying,? Pandora stammered. She tried to pull her wrist out
of Creon?s grasp, but he didn?t let go. She glanced from Creon to
Daphne, so shocked she didn?t know what to do.
?Don?t believe a word she says!? Daphne said, her eyes locking
with Creon?s as she folded up his will like a piece of tissue paper
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and tucked it into one of the back pockets of his mind. ?She wants
to be taken to your father, but she wants to be taken to him as Pandora
so she can get close enough to kill him! She?s been planning
this from the start and I played right into her hands! I?m so sorry,
cousin. I had no idea how cunning she was!?
Creon stared at Pandora with perfect hate. He wrenched her arm
in its socket and she fell to her knees, screaming. With blank eyes
he drew a small bronze blade from his belt and slit Pandora?s neck
so deeply he nearly cut off her head. She was dead before her blood
had a chance to soak into the sand.
Helen flew about fifty feet over Hector as he ran out the front door
of the Delos compound and began a circuit around the edge of the
island. It was dark, unbelievably dark, especially since most of the
island didn?t have power back yet. It was also cold. Everyone on the
island would be inside, huddling around fires, or turning on their
emergency generators. The rest of the Delos family was certain that
Creon would take advantage of the fact that the streets were deserted
to move her mother off island. Cassandra was exhausted and
drawing a blank, so they were forced to guess as to how that would
be done. After a long discussion, the family was convinced that
Creon would leave by helicopter or private plane. Lucas was to fly