Chapter Eleven
Flora looked at me like I was crazy as I thrust her phone into her hands. I’d at least had the smarts to delete the calls I’d made from her history before giving it back.
“That was quick,” she said as she took the phone.
“I just had to take care of some stuff back home, you know how it goes,” I lied. Flora furrowed her eyebrows at me.
Crap. I forgot it was impossible to lie to a fairy.
“I sure do,” she said. “Hey, listen, I’m just about done for the day. You want to get a phone and bank account after work?”
“Sure,” I said, shrugging. “By the way, what time does the police department close?”
“I’m sorry, what?”
“The police department. I need to swing by there too,” I said.
“Why?”
“Reasons,” I mumbled, looking away from her. It wasn’t a lie, or at least not entirely.
