This was such a flimsy plan that had more holes in it than solid foundation. It involved a lot of trust, and with another shadow-walker lurking around with a skin-walker, I had some major trust issues. But relying on a raven to seek out the real person rather than a skin-walker version hadn't failed me yet.
At least, I didn't think so.
We met with Headmistress Millington right before my gym class. And she brought the parchment the raven had sent.
"What's this all about?" she asked as we entered her office. She looked even more haggard than she had at breakfast. "It better not be about getting out of your punishment early."
"It's not, Headmistress." I glanced at Ramsey as he sat next to me in the wooden chairs in front of her desk. I couldn't help but remember the last time I'd been in here, my nerves raw and near snapping as I awaited my fate. The more things changed, the more they stayed the same.