Chapter Forty-Two: Drastic Measures 

Avery’s POV

“Perfect.”

I compliment the image in front of me, as I stare in the full-length mirror.

Dressed in a black flowing dress, I have a brown scarf over my head, with a pair of sunglasses to further conceal my identity.

7:05 PM

I stare at the wall clock.

Last night, Piper demanded to see me urgently and to make it more terrifying, she wanted to have me in person.

Something was off about the whole arrangement, and I suspect it has to do with Orion’s sudden resurrection.

Agreeing to meet when the whole world is calm, we picked 8 PM, and in a restaurant downtown, it was neither mine nor her favorite.

“Ready.”

I kiss my dress to perfection, with a brown bag in hand.

On reaching downstairs, Thane is just sprawled on a couch, going through the Television channels recklessly.

“Whoa.”

He is startled to see me glide down in a full regalia. Like I have no idea what time it is, he looks at his watch and stares right back at me.

“Going out?”