"Maybe I was trying to buoy my own odds," Amy said, the smirk never leaving her face, extending a few links of the Fury out, stiffening it, and using the bladed point to cut the straps holding the battery in. "To be honest, with this attitude toward a woman in danger, I can see why you've never scored."

The fingers of her free hand found the nuts attaching the ground cables to the cell, deftly undoing them quickly. She didn't know much about the more technical aspects of circuitry, but disconnecting the power before she cut them to take them away seemed like a good idea.

"Honey," she continued, answering his earlier statement and moving on to the positive wires, "I do know. At this point, I can tell. Trust me."