Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“Or you could take this,” Dex said, pulling the Warden’s bracelet off
his wrist and handing it to Fitz. “That way you can help out at the
festival and keep an eye on Alvar’s movements. You know the property
better than I do, so that probably makes more sense. You’ll know right
away if he’s going anywhere or doing anything weird. And if he starts
to, just hit that button and drop him.”
“Or I could drop him now and leave him unconscious for the whole
thing,” Fitz suggested.
“You could,” Mr. Forkle said behind them. “But then you’d be as
bad as our enemies.”
Fitz looked like he could live with that.
“I understand the inclination, Mr. Vacker,” Mr. Forkle said. “I truly
do. But punishing someone because you expect them to commit a
crime will always be unjust. The second your brother does anything
inappropriate—if he does anything inappropriate—you have my full
permission to push that button. But until then, let’s not lose sight of
who we are.”
Fitz muttered something Sophie couldn’t understand as he slipped
the bracelet onto his wrist. But he dropped the subject.
“I’m assuming this little gathering involves a lot of stressing and
worrying?” Mr. Forkle noted, turning his attention to Sophie.
“We’re just trying to think through all the plan Bs, in case we’re
wrong about plan A,” she explained. “We still have two days to
prepare—might as well be thorough.”
“I suppose. But try not to let yourselves lose focus. The Neverseen
like grandstanding and sending the messages through dramatic public
displays. The festival makes sense.”
It did.