He was nearly to the staircase when something dark and quick slid into his path. Drawing up short, Nick stumbled back a few steps. “I-I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t see—”
“You should pay more attention. Here all alone?” Chancellor Shaffer moved so he blocked Nick’s exit.
Gaze flicking up for an instant, Nick swallowed the gasp when he got a look at the chancellor’s face. Again it morphed from human to something else. Shaffer shifted his weight back, brought one arm up, and the next thing Nick felt was the sting of the back of Shaffer’s hand across his face. The blow jerked his head to the side and sent him tumbling off balance to the floor.
Clamping his lips shut against the defiant snarl of “My master will kill you” that was pushing to spill out, Nick bit his lip and pulled his legs under him so he was kneeling, not sprawled over the floor.
“You do have a problem with that, don’t you, boy?”
“You startled me. I’m sorry.”