She didn’t know how much time they had, but guessed it was very little, at best. Her life rested upon the whim of a petulant and cruel succubus, and Sarah knew that she had to puzzle out some way to mitigate the threat Lana posed. But Lana wasn’t Sarah’s only concern. The logistics of getting off the island was still a major obstacle that Sarah needed help dealing with, and that meant she’d have to put more lives in danger. “I was hoping you’d join me for tea today, Moira,” said Sarah, as the girl was about to place the gleaming silver tray on the side table. This is the only way. And it might save her, too. You have to remember that. It might save her, too. Moira set the tray down so hard it rattled. “Join you, miss?” “Yes.” Sarah tried to keep her voice even. Though she and Tristan had agreed that this was their best course, her nerves were jangled because of the risk.
