Zoe shot a look at Deirdre as Danny asked her to soul suck Greg if he tried anything. Deidre fucking better, the moment he looked like he could escape. Deirdre fucking better the moment Greg tried anything.

She took a couple of steps closer to Danny so she could speak to him quietly, though the room was small enough they couldn't have a private conversation anyway. "Why did you tell me you were going to do this?" she asked him. "What are you going to do?"

This reeked of self-destruction.