"Well, fuck." Barton had lost his usual confident composure in the face of the mess that passed as the archives of the Order of the Silver Arrow. We hadn"t found the letters, not even with Lily and Kestrel"s magical assistance, which we"d become desperate enough to use. At this point, both of them were slumped on the floor eating the protein bars that Barton had brought. I thumbed through a file drawer without much hope of finding anything, and Desmond sat behind the computer in the corner and cursed under his breath. Even if he"d been able to find a list or catalog, there was no guarantee that the room matched the map.
And boy, was the room a mess. Minerva had immediately posted herself by the door "in case someone comes," but I"d seen the look in her eyes. Chaos and mess had always shor
