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“Oh, and what’s this, then?”
Athena didn’t respond as her captor’s fingers hooked in the chain around her neck and drew it into the light. Captured and stripped, she had no choice but to stare straight ahead and pretend that the ring being taken from her throat was just a pretty bauble.
Sure, Janey had crafted it from scraps of their getaway shuttle, ground minerals from Elpis and Pandora into a mixture more reflective than any gem. Sure, it was symbolic of a life that Athena’d never had.
But here, now, it was just a bauble.
It had to be.