Nathan was in the library only a few short hours later, Wally in his lap, purring contently in chimera form, when Alex bolted into the room.
“Nathan!” she called out of breath. “You have to come downstairs! Something’s happening! Jim says it’s bad,” she finished dauntingly, which couldn’t be anything but truly awful considering Jim could sense bad from a mile away.
“Shit,” Nathan cursed as he set Wally on the sofa. “Come on then!”
They raced down the stairs, all of the Gatehouse bustling and making it difficult to move past everyone until the other people realized that Nathanwas the one trying to get through. By the time he reached where Jim and Sasha were standing at the open main doors to the Gatehouse, it was obvious that everyone—everyone—was aware of what was happening.