Chapter 16Officer Riley didn't look like Santa Clause any more. His eyes looked cold and unyielding. I was sure that many criminals had crumbled under the force of his stare. But I'd been facing off against Inquisitors since I was four years old and I had faced down all sorts of dead things. I looked right back at him and waited.
He broke our eye contact first by looking down at his notebook. When he looked up he chuckled and suddenly he was Santa Claus again. “You're not easily rattled are you?”
“I'm not easily rattled by someone staring at me,” I answered.
Riley's grin spread wide. “I'll keep that in mind. Okay, Ms. Washington. What do you think happened with your friend?”
“I don't know.” I answered, silently adding that I was worried a night hag was after her, maybe all of us.
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