Halsey sat uncomfortably within Gettysburg-Ascendant Justice.
Keyes’s malformed body was stuck in her mind.
The pulsating flesh. The whisper of a chorus. How it felt as though she needed to reach through the video to join with his flesh.
She thought of Miranda.
What would she think if she saw her father like this?
What would she do if she saw her father like this?
Her daughter could not know what became of her father. And if Halsey were to become the villain again in her daughter’s story, then so be it.
She was only doing it to protect her.