I said as calmly as I was able to. “I hear they grow back if you kill them.”Foster laughed. “Too true, like weeds. You should have taken me up on my offer. I think we would have worked well together.”“Maybe, but it would have been hard not to punch you in your smug face constantly.”“Every job has its problems.” He laughed again but cut it off unnaturally. “My men are going to come down the stairs and I expect you to cooperate with them.”“I expect you can bite me.”“I don’t think I could kill Beyahn, anyway, but I’m pretty sure I could take care of little Patty.” He stopped talking, and I had nothing to say. No comeback, no nonchalant comment. He let the silence stretch for a few seconds. “Do what I want, and do it politely. Deal?”I had no idea what the right course of action was. If I thought keeping the dagger from him might stop the fighting in Littleton that Claire had seen, I would have sacrificed both of them, but I knew that wasn’t the case. I had to kill him to pull that off and I didn’t know where he was.
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