Chapter Twenty
I’m performing the bullet catch, with Nero as my sexy assistant.
The bullet is in my teeth—and the ovations begin when I notice my family and friends in trouble.
Before anyone is killed, a familiar figure appears in front of me and freezes time around us, so only she and I can move.
Yes.
My plan worked.
This is a dream, and she is its walker—Bailey.
“I hope you don’t mind that I cut in before this pleasant dream turned into a nightmare,” Bailey says. “For therapeutic purposes, we—”
“I’m not here for therapy,” I say urgently. “I went to sleep in the hopes that I’d see you again. I need to send a message to Nero. It’s very important.”
Bailey blinks at me, and we again find ourselves on a cloud with the never-ending ocean below us.
“Tell me what the problem is,” she s
