I made sure to do it when Connor was out. I had no idea where he went, but I was starting to suspect it had something to do with Eve, maybe. He’d pissed her off, and she hadn’t shown up at his base for a while, but she was important, it seemed. My suspicions were deepened when I heard Connor talking one night, long after I was usually asleep. I didn’t know who he was talking to. All I knew was that he’d clearly been hitting the bottle again, and he was mad at me. He sounded crazy whenever he started talking about me, and eventually he changed the subject after calling me a worthless whore. I had written down that he called me that a lot, so it didn’t even phase me anymore. After his tirade about me, he’d started going on and on about the ice queen, who, I realized after a while, was Eve. “Bitch thinks I don’t know what she’s up to. I know what she’s doing. Playing her own goddamn game, thinks she’s so smart. Building her little army. Kids,” he muttered, and I tried to force my pulse to stay normal.
