Mr. Squibbles flattened his ears and burrowed into her pocket. Naomi quickly looked over at Yula and saw that she looked alarmed. She waved and moved out of eyesight. She hunched over her pocket and hissed, “Are you insane? Tavik will kill anyone who tries to sneak in.” “That will be problematic, but a nighttime departure is still your best option. If you try to leave during the day, someone will notice you’re gone like your maid.” Naomi paced unhappily. “There has to be another way.” “We could try lots of different ways. We’d have to because none of them would work.” She frowned. “Well, if this is the best plan, how are we supposed to accomplish it?” “We?” he squeaked. “You know the secret passage, and you know where the witch lives, of course you’re going to guide me. That’s what she sent you to do.” She held her breath waiting for Mr. Squibbles’ response. She needed him to go with her. She didn't know if she could escape if she had to face it alone.
