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Polk had fallen for Sylvia’s trap perfectly She figured he’d be so excited to see her prone body that he wouldn’t notice the difference in the boots she wore and the ones on the dead ed behind the cook’s island

With the borrowed erator and leaped onto Polk’s back, wrapping her ars around his waist

He was thrown off balance by the sudden weight shift and staggered backward, firing the sub So iron pots, but none of them hit her or Polk

First, he tried to turn the weapon to shoot her, but he couldn’t get the right angle He dropped the gun and crushed at her fingers in an atteet her off

Sylvia cried out as he increased the pressure, but she didn’t let go With her other hand, she pried at the edge of his mask and peeled it away fro into the mask, unfiltered

She didn’t need to get it all the way off his head Sylvia just needed to outlast him The second he drew in a breath, he was done

Hebecause he slaerator door A jolt of pain lanced through her spine in the same place where she’d fallen down the stairs Still, she held on, keeping a gap in the mask

Sylvia wanted to enrage Polk, to get hier he was in She knew exactly what to say

“You haven’t heard from your wife, have you?” she yelled “That’s because she’s dead At the bottom of the ocean with the Marauder”

Polk didn’t cry out, but Sylvia could feel hiainst the door and at the sah to rip She fell to the floor

Polk turned around and glared down at her, his furious eyes wide behind the ain

“I’ll kill you for that,” he growled, his chest heaving as he could finally draw a breath

“You forgot to clear your mask,” Sylvia said

All of the air that had contaminated the inside of the mask when she unsealed it was still in there She hoped it was enough of a dose