I whispered it, too nervous to mindspeak. “Diana?” I nodded. The driver helped her into the back of the SUV, handing her in like old-fashioned royalty. The small woman stood back and watched until the back door closed, and then she got into the pass...
I wandered to the back to check on Jackson before I left. When I found him, he was standing in the middle of the stockroom, staring at the wall of rough wooden shelves. He didn’t look up when I walked in. “How much would you say that weighs?” he said. He’d taken off his dr...