“I suppose, for someone as committed as you, I can do something more. You may have forty-eight hours to complete it.” Forty-eight hours? Was that supposed to be a lot of time? “How much time do you usually give people?” I asked, nervous now. “I do not give anyone else time limits.” My eyes widened. “What? That’s not fair—” “You claim I am a monster for what I have done,” he said, cutting me off as he pressed closer again, his voice dropping dangerously. “I would rather be a monster on my own terms.”