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Trying to keep Josh from the evil clutches of Marianne, while on her home turf, concerned the crap out of me. Somehow, she’d managed to visit the rest of the week, clone in tow, and catch Josh whenever I’d nipped out. Reasons such as crystal balls had sprung to mind for her master evasion techniques, and the creepiness of it all brought with it an air of trepidation, when Nathan pulled up outside the address Marianne had given.
Connor’s truck parked in front of us, as Nathan turned off the engine and peered at me over his shoulder. “Now, remember, Jem. Keep your cool. If they bait you, do not bite. You do not want to undo what you’ve repaired.”
“I know.” Vibrations in my pocket drew my attention down before the loud ring of my mobile pealed through the cab. I wriggled my fingers in t
