Desdemona agreed to fetch me from the asylum. I couldn"t petition the asylum director for a reprieve since he lay in pieces on the secret roof. I"d need to make arrangements for him to be interred, but I only had a limited amount of time before the revenants swamped the city and dealing with them qualified as the more pressing task.
Sorry, Mr. Covey, it was going to have to be urgent stuff only for the next ten hours. I"d have to see if they had a copy of The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Fae when I returned the library book Sir Raleigh had snitched for me. I smiled and ran up the spiral staircase, tome in hand.
The Seven Habits of Highly Effective FaeThe stairwell dumped me out on my floor, and I grabbed a bag from my room to carry and protect the ancient book. Sure, I felt guilty, a
