Daphne asked. It was the last day of the fall semester. Classes had ended a couple of hours ago, and now, I was in Daphne’s room, lounging on her bed and watching her pack up her stuff to go home for the winter break. I didn’t really know why my best friend was bothering to sort through her closet, since three-quarters of the stuff inside was pink, just like the rest of her room. She could just close her eyes, grab some sweaters and pants, and they would all match. But, of course, the Valkyrie wouldn’t agree with me on that point. “I’ll be fine,” I said for the tenth time in as many minutes. “Are you sure?” she persisted. “You’re not going to snap and go all Reaper, are you? Now that you’re plowing through Preston’s memories?” I’d been going to the prison for a few days now, using my Gypsy gift to find out everything Preston knew about the Reapers, what they were up to, and where they were hiding. It hadn’t been fun. Most of Preston’s memories involved hurting other people—killing them and sacrificing them to Loki.
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