You look very . . . respectable, Mamaw said, choosing her words carefully. But isn’t it a bit steamy today for that suit and nylons?
I’ll call you as soon as I get there. And you promise to come for Christmas.I’m gonna hold you to that. I refused to say goodbye so I said, I’ll see you soon.
Roland and Peter walked me down to the black SUV parked beside Nate’s car. Behind the SUV was a white van loaded with my possessions. Two Mohiri I recognized from Portland stood beside the van talking to Nikolas and I saw Chris leaning against the driver’s door of the SUV.I turned to give my friends one last hug when I heard a loud caw and the rustle of wings overhead. What the hell…? Chris uttered and the four Mohiri instantly went on alert as a large black bird zoomed toward me. I saw a flash of silver in Nikolas’s hand and knew he had a weapon ready to handle the new threat.Stop! I ordered loudly as I extended my arm to Harper who landed easily and cocked his head at me like he was waiting for me to explain myself. I brought him close to my chest and stroked his head.
Um, Sara? Roland called from a safe distance. Why are you cuddling a crow? Are you some kind of bird whisperer too?With everything that was going on, it felt good to smile. You remember the crow I saved from Scott and his friends back in third grade? This is him. I held the crow away from me. Harper, these are my friends.
The crow blinked and regarded Roland and Peter with intelligent black eyes that made the boys shift nervously. He looks like he’s thinking about pecking my eyeballs out, Peter muttered, taking another step back.
Don’t be ridiculous. He’s just curious because I’ve never introduced him to people before.You really think you’ll be able to ditch your bodyguards after your last stunt? Roland asked in a tone that held zero confidence.
You really think the three of us can’t outsmart a couple of Mohiri – on our home turf? I watched them straighten their shoulders at my well placed dig. Two things I had learned about my werewolf friends: they did not like being compared to the Mohiri and they really took the whole ‘this is our territory’ thing to heart.What’s the plan? Roland asked with a new gleam in his eyes.
I’m not sure yet. I was hoping you guys could help me come up with one.We put our heads together – literally – and began tossing around ideas. Each one we came up with was quickly discarded because I’d given Nikolas and Chris the slip one too many times for them to fall for another of my ruses. Whatever we went with had to be a little more intricate, something that required strategy and planning. Only problem was I had run out of ideas and my friends were not doing much better.