More worryingly, my baby fangs were out, which usually happened only when I was perilously close to tipping over into Mr. Hyde territory. I quickly drew them back in. It didnโt help much. I still looked like Draculaโs daughter. Which was completely unfair, since heโd only been an uncle.
Karen ChanceI couldnโt see Pritkinโs face very well, just a pale blur against the shadows, but he didnโt sound happy. Some people thought he had only one mode... pissed off. In reality, he had plenty of them. Over the past few weeks, Iโd learned to tell the difference between real pissed off, impatient pissed off and scared pissed off. I suspected that this was the last kind. If so, that made two of us.
Karen ChanceCan we just do this?โ Ray asked tightly, clinging to Zhengโs already slightly elongated arm. Because Louis-Cesare wasnโt the only one with a master power around here. โLet go,โ Zheng told him. โIโm the rubber band; youโre the spitball. And spitballs donโt hold on to rubber bands.โ โDie in a fire,โ Ray told him savagely. But he let go.
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