Chapter Sixty-SevenIt took about an hour for the three of us, along with Roland on a Skype call, to come up with a plan. It was only one hour; the plan was as sound as it would get, and I even put up a convincing confident-in-the-plan show for everyone. But deep inside my doubts plagued me.
I jumped the leeway from my living-room. Zantry's concerned face was the last thing I saw. The necklace I'd given Dathana to hide from the ether pressed against my chest, cold and hard. The bracelet around my wrist was just as cold. The band was similar to the one I'd used the day I'd unknowingly walked into Remo's lair to scope it out for Diggy, back when my life was so simple, I ached for those days. The nine-star pointer etched in the middle of the band was the only difference between this one and t
