“It’s San Francisco.” I was slightly breathless when I skidded to a halt in front of Perrault, having finally managed to narrow down Lilith’s next target.
Perrault frowned, dark eyebrows melding into a single arc above his eyes. “You are certain, demoiselle?” He twisted his arm to check his watch and the frown deepened. “Have you been divining at this time of night?”
I checked my cell phone, discovering it was a little after three in the morning. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept, other than brief snatches in the armchair I’d requested Jademace bring up to the Hocus Pocus room. Every minute in recent days had been utilized preparing the potion and hunting down Lilith and her minions. “Yeah, I did. And it worked. I saw this,” I pointed to a page in the book I was carrying, “it’s
