And thus ends my brief reign, Caine thought mordantly. He had to fight down the urge to grin. He drew a deep, satisfying breath. His eyes met Sam’s. Sam had a knowing smile, seeing and understanding, as no one else could, Caine’s relief at giving up power. “This is only because I’m bored,” Caine said. “I’m not running off to rescue Diana. Or do the right thing or any of that.” “That is not—” Toto began, but Virtue reached over and put a hand over the truth teller’s mouth. Well, at least Diana would be grateful, Caine thought. And then smiled. Nah. She wouldn’t be.
