Chapter 60

I nodded. 'If you're happy and you know it..." Peter smiled. 'Be careful, Clementia." 'I will," I said, smiling back. 'We've got this." I hope I sounded more confident than I feel. My knees were weak and my mouth had gone paper dry at the thought of offering myself up as bait, but I also knew that with the others here, I'm in no real danger. So I took my spot across from the others, clicked on the safety of my gun, and slid it into the holster on my thigh. When Justine gave me the signal, I brought my hands together, clapping as loudly as I could. Even though there were three of her prey in front of her, they were silent and unmoving. When she heard me making noise behind her, she turned slowly, facing me and advancing steadily. Her movements were more fluid than a lot of rottens we've faced, which means she probably hadn't been a rotten for too long. Her skin was a deathly shade of white, but it's still clear and in one piece. She's not rotting yet,