Jeremy also looked sort of gobsmacked, which made me think no one had thought to discuss that particular tidbit with him. Voice flat, he said, “So, what…you want to sit him down and tell him he’s a warlock, and hope that’ll be enough to get him to give up the whole thing and come sing ‘Kumbaya’ with us?”
Put that way, the whole thing did sound sort of ludicrous. And honestly, I didn’t know what to think. Lucas had no reason to be lying about whatever it was that he’d felt from Randall Lenz…and neither did Genoveva Castillo, who claimed to have experienced basically the same thing.
But they didn’t know the man in question. Maybe I didn’t, either. Not really. I’d had far more face-to-face time with him than anyone else present, however, and even if we somehow managed to concoct a plan that
