“I’m going to let go of you, okay? I want you to take my hand.” I reach out without looking down and feel our gloved hands fit together. Kenji lets go of my face. “You are such an idiot,” he says to me, but I’m still staring at Warner. Warner who’s now looking around like he’s just seen a ghost, blinking and rubbing his eyes like he’s confused, glancing at the dog like maybe the little animal managed to bewitch him. He grabs a tight hold of his blond hair, mussing it out of its perfect state, and stalks off so fast my eyes don’t know how to follow him. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Kenji is saying to me. “Are you even listening to me? Are you insane?” “What did you just do? Why didn’t he—oh my God,” I gasp, sparing a look at my own body. I’m completely invisible. “You’re welcome,” Kenji snaps, dragging me away from the compound.
