Chapter ThirteenWhat had she done? “Io?”
“Are you an angel?” Charlotte asked.
Io's face darkened as he considered this. Confused as he was, he probably remembered nothing.
Samantha watched him struggle and felt for the man, if he were a man at all.
“I don't know. I can't remember.”
“That excuse is gonna wear thin soon. Karael certainly seems to think you are,” Charlotte pressed. She flipped the book so they could see the pages. “You carry a book around full of divination and prophecy. The one unexplainable glyph that forms out of wild birds, points at you. Five minutes later, a man Sammy expects to be dead is walking around throwing people through walls and manifesting glowing swords out of thin air, and he is looking for you. On top of that, a city lies destroyed from a landslide tha
