Rory
"Aurora," the voice said, sending shivers down Rory"s spine. Just like it always did. It didn"t help that whenever she had a meeting with her necromancer liaison, it always seemed to be at night, and somewhere dark and gloomy. It was as if he was trying to conform to stereotypes. She wasn"t even sure where the guy she was meeting was, with all the echoing under the bridge.
"Hello?" she asked tentatively.
"Any updates for us, Aurora?" She shivered again, hating the way that he said her name. Besides that, no one called her Aurora. Not since she was a little girl and the other necromancers had made fun of her for having a princess" name. She"d started going by Rory after that, but it was too late, and she’d already been on the outside.
"They"ve discovered a name. Dean Winters," she
