CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
It was fight or die time, and I wasn't about to die.
“Rowena,” I said, “go to the kitchen and get the red tea kettle hanging in the pantry. Fill it with water and put it on the stove. High heat.”
“We’re being attacked and you want me to make tea?” she asked.
“It's a long story,” I said. “Just do it. Now.”
Rowena ran into the kitchen. Pots and pans clanged as she searched the pantry followed by a brief rush of water. She slammed the tea kettle down on the stove and clicked the gas on.
I closed my eyes and connected with The Cluster.
One of them was stationed just outside the front door. Through its six eyes, the front lawn hovered below. The jinn were still invisible.
I willed them to be on high alert for even the slightest vibration near their windows. I ordere
