Chapter 27

"LUCAS, I swear, if she comes at me one more time with those claws, I'm going to--"

"Whatever it is, for pity's sake don't say it out loud." Lucas flipped a page. "She'll hear you and then take her revenge while you sleep."

They were sat on the floor in Lucas's main room, every book in the little house stacked around them like a fort. As promised--or threatened, depending upon one's perspective--Cr醱a had beaten them there and had been waiting impatiently on the lane when they'd finally arrived. Well, Lucas assumed that little superior moue on his face had indicated impatience, but really--who could tell?

"What did you want Parry for?" Lucas had asked him.

"Where shall we begin?" Cr醱a had snapped back, so Lucas merely waved him up the walk to the main house.