Chapter 12
“I don't care what none of y’all say,” Kendall said as he followed Frank and Celerity down a winding, shadowed alley. “This idea is still all kinds of messed up, man.”
“You got outvoted,” Frank said. “And be quiet, will you?”
The alley, behind a row of cramped vegetable houses, was narrow and quiet. They stopped under a canopy made of mint. A gust blew, driving the strong scent into Kendall’s nostrils, making him lick his lips.
“We need to stay on the move,” Celerity said. “But before we continue, Kendall, I need to tell you something.”
Kendall rolled his eyes again.
“Let me guess: a fat joke.”
“No.”
“A super fat joke.”
“No.”
“A human joke.”
“No. It's—”
“Daaamn. Well, I know you ain't about to compliment me, so come on already!”
“This is exactly what I was going to
