Chapter 33
Rain drummed on my shoulders as I shifted upwards on Clarence’s balcony. My legs wobbled twice as badly as they’d done on Luke’s stairs. Still, I straightened, taking a step forward. My twin was so close now....
Unfortunately, the shades were drawn across Clarence’s glass doors, blocking my view inside. My twin-sense was ominously quiescent within my chest. All I knew was that the deadline was well past and Clarence had never claimed patience. I depressed the lever and stepped inside.
“Phhhbbbt....” A whoopee cushion beneath my foot exhaled pseudo-flatulence. From the other side of the room, Clarence complained: “You’re late.”
I spun, bracing myself for attack. Nothing happened. The room was empty.
“He-llo. Ho-nor.”
I paced forward. Lupine eyes would have made short work o
