Chapter 170
DEMI
Maddi pulls me roughly by the arm into when we go into the kitchen under the pretense of getting refreshments for everyone. I already knew this was going to happen given the temper flashing in her eyes after I laid out my plan. She clicks the door shut and turns to me, eyes flashing.
"You’ve got to be kidding me. What the hell was that? Do you really expect me to wait that long? By the time your fucking plan crystalizes, Ashal might be in a worse condition." She wipes her chin and moistens her lips. "Look, I’m just going to tell you this. Your plan’s reasonable but right now, reasonable will likely get Ashal killed and I’m not having it."
"You’ve got a better idea?" I tilt my head, amazed that she’d bother to share with me rather than go behind my back to do what she feels is right.
"I kind of do. It’s not fully fleshed out but it’s quicker than yours. If things go well, I could have Ashal back in time to cut his birthday cake." Her eyes light up just thinking about it.
A small smile plays across my lips as she shares the details of her plans with me.
"Maddi, it’s a good plan but that good plan could also get Ashal killed because it depends a lot on just you. Things are likely to go wrong if you try to save Ashal all by yourself." I place both hands on her shoulders to assure her. "I know how you feel. Thankfully, I managed to pick up a few things during my time at the mansion. I learnt to never bank on one plan. The more backup plans you have, the higher your chances at success."
"You have a backup plan?"
"Three, actually."
"Do they all ensure that Ashal gets rescued faster than plan A?"
"With the element of surprise in play? Certainly."