Emma gasped. In her diamond form, she was transparent. If he looked close enough, Sinister would be able to see that the bug was no longer there. As much as she didn't want to turn back to her normal form because she feared being harmed by him, she realized she had to. He would do worse to her if he knew she'd removed the tracker.
Turning back to her normal skin, she took a step back. "Sinister, I'm already doing your dirty work for you. I don't want you messing around with my genes. Isn't what I'm doing enough?"