Chapter 22
‘Connor, where are you? Are you okay?’
A long silence set my heart pounding. Then Connor’s voice sounded impossibly loud in my ear.
‘I’m fine, but Mum’s ready for the loony bin. She keeps telling me I’m only half-human and that she used to have wings. What the hell did you do to her?’
Relief made me lightheaded. ‘I didn’t do anything to her, and she’s not crazy.’
He snorted. ‘Then she’s been smoking something. Why else would she come up with such a ridiculous story?’
‘Where are you?’
‘At the League’s Club. I thought a meal might sober her up.’
‘But your car is still at the flat,’ I said, an echo of the panic I’d felt at not finding them bubbling in my stomach.
‘We caught the courtesy bus. It’s impossible to get a park on a Saturday.’
‘So you’re okay?’
‘Why wouldn’t we
