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A little later, Diana was on the computer in the apartment she shared with the other girls, flipping through images of pastoral scenes. Her headache was gone, and she was starving, so Alec had called his men to bring some take out to the safe house after Diana admitted that she did not cook—she only reheated.
“What are you looking for?” Alec asked.
He’d been prowling the apartment restlessly since his run in with his father. She’d already had to scold him for using the Koto sword as a light saber.
“I’m not sure exactly,” she admitted. “Trying to commune with the Mother is kind of like trying to mind-meld with a giant sperm whale, only the whale is all knowing and probably the size of a small city.”
“Really? No wonder you had a headache,” he said, taken slightly aback as he sat next
