Chapter Thirty-Nine
My retinas register the flash of fire first; then a deafening boom devastates my eardrums.
The blast wave throws me backward, straight into Kit. The Councilor grabs me, sparing us both a fall.
Felix isn’t as lucky, however. His back slams into the pavement.
Thalia runs out of the limo clutching a fire extinguisher.
I extricate myself from Kit’s hold and rush over to Felix.
“I’ll be okay,” he gasps. “Go help the nun.”
I run around the pyre to check on Kit and Thalia.
Kit’s arms look scaly as she rips the flaming remnants of the driver’s door away. Reaching inside, she pulls out a burning body.
She places it on the asphalt a foot away from the car, and Thalia desperately aims a stream of foam at it.
The fire fizzles out, but Thalia keeps spraying.
Kit puts a ha
