Chloe swallowed hard. “He has that phone.”

“But you have the recovery key,” I said. “I saw it on the digital cloner.”

She looked down at her lap, her fingers twisting together.

“If I give it to you, will you help me get out of this?” she asked.

“I will help you survive it,” I said. “But we have to stop him first.”

She looked at me for a long moment, searching my face for any sign of mercy.

I didn’t give her any.

“He’s going to call you soon,” I said. “To test the connection.”

Right on cue, the phone in her hand began to vibrate.

The screen lit up with a name that made my chest tighten.

*Lucas.*

Chloe looked at the screen, then up at me, her eyes wide with terror.

“Answer it,” I whispered.