In fact, he made pretty good arguments about going back to the Society House itself, telling Nona what was happening, and then approaching Ms. Stephens with a writ or a warrant or something. But Inanna wasn't one for patience and instead told him to drive her there (or he thought I wanted it, not Inanna) or she was going there by herself. Manuel, bless his heart, wasn't going to leave me alone or let me act without some kind of backup. No matter what the majority of the Revenants thought of the Wraith, Manuel believed in me. It bruised what was left of my heart knowing it wasn't me, that he was being betrayed, lied to by his own—or rather her own since the First Born was Morgan—sister. "I just don't see why he doesn't question this, you know?" I was pacing, very much aware I was doing it dressed in nothing but a hospital gown. In fact I'd been in a hospital gown the whole time and hadn't even noticed…till I caught that backside draft. "Maybe because she's acting exactly the way you would?" I stopped in mid pace and glared at Daniel, who was leaning up against a dark wall.
