Chapter 224

Rafael turned one shade short of apoplectic at my capture.

I waved a hand around his face. "Is your distinctive coloring about Theresa, the freezer, or the Queen knowing about the library?"

"You could have died, Ashira. I should have been there watching your back. The situation has become deadlier than ever and I'm nothing but a burden."

"Is that what you think?"

"Do you see any evidence to the contrary? I underestimated the Gigis, and now I'm stuck here in a cage when you need me." He slammed his hand against the bars.

I winged my spoon at him, hitting him on the cheek. The spoon bounced off and landed in the carton. Ten points.

Rafael wiped off the splat of ice cream with a scowl.

"First off all," I said, "lose the offensive nickname. They're Asherah's Followers."

"Getting rather chummy with the people that did this to me, are you?" he said bitterly.