Esther cocked her head to the side and looked up at Sloane like she was trying to remember the title of a song. “You seem better here,” she said. “Better?” Sloane laughed. “Tell that to Evan Kowalczyk.” “I didn’t say you were normal, just . . . better. Steadier.” “Well,” Sloane replied, “I know how to do this. Fight the big bad, dodge the government goons. Same script, different movie.” Esther nodded. She choked a little when she responded: “I don’t want to do this again.”
