He hadn't told me everything, but I'd left him for dead. I guess we were just about even...
Lilith SaintcrowThere was Kir, red hair combed back and That Expression on his sharp face. Even his freckles looked serious. I'd given up wondering how a freckle-faced teenager could look so much like a disapproving granny.
Lilith SaintcrowDon't worry about me," I finally said. "Really. I'm more worried about you." And even more worried about where Graves is. "Are you?" A fey smile lit his face, and I caught my breath. It was a shock to see him look so happy. "Well, then.
Lilith Saintcrow