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“Can’t you, I don’t know, behead him with a sword?” Was Curtis invincible?

“Kill him? That’s not my job I’m a marshal, not an executioner Where’s the justice? His victims won’t see hi in the prison hulk, Demon Hell, than suffer a swift execution Death would be too kind given the prison’s reputation Anyway, I doubt I’d get near to hiot eyes in the back of his head Literally—extra eyes” He gri her own repulsion

What hadn’t repulsed her was Mason’s devotion to justice He wasn’t a sponsored vigilante like the bounty hunters he despised They operated on a dead or alive contract Her bedfellow, the man she’d come to admire and love, was steeped in hted when she’d believed all federal officers were villains

Jade lay next to his “He must have batteries, but those would be behind the armor… mmm”

“Thinking?” he chortled “Me, too”

“So, that leaves the cybernetics How does he control those limbs?”

Mason shrugged “Not my line of work”

It was hers though; it was exactly what she’d studied “I guess he has an implant and uses psycho-neuro transmits”

“What? You’ve just made that word up”

Jade slapped the heel of her palm on her forehead “That’s it That’s how you can catch him”

Mason eased himself up onto an elbow “How?”

“The implant in his brain Given what you say about his speed, I would say that the nerves aren’t fully connected to his brain, that the signals are send via transmitters from his brain to—”

“Slow up Explain” Mason’s demeanor had shifted He wasn’t interested in a lecture, he wanted a solution

“Okay Sio through his spine and nerves, it’s trans the implant device in his head Break the transmission and he can’t row nerves—”

“I get it” Mason pursed his lips “How to break the transmitter?”