Chapter 12: In Which Ivory Tells a StoryIvory flicked the staff around, catching Oliver in the stomach. Oliver collapsed, making long, moaning gasps as he tried to get his wind back.
“Stupid boy. I killed no one.”
“I saw her,” Oliver said in between desperate breaths. “I saw her with her head all bashed in. Who else is there out here? Who else could have killed her? Who else would have? She trusted you!”
“Before you fly completely off the handle,” said Ivory coolly, “you could find out my actual story, couldn’t you?”
Oliver was still having trouble standing up, but he staggered toward Ivory again. This time Ivory casually stuck out a foot and shoved him back. He fell, and stayed down, glaring at Ivory and trying to breathe. Ada ran over and squatted next to him, her hand uselessly stro
