Seventeen
We spent a good twenty minutes wandering around the campus until a student took pity on us and pointed us in the right direction. The door to Professor Nobles’ office sat ajar as we approached.
“Have you figured out how you’re going to introduce yourself yet?” Des whispered in my ear as I raised my hand to knock.
My mouth went dry and I stopped mid-motion. He wouldn’t care that I was a police detective from another country’s jurisdiction. Besides for all we knew, he didn’t know anything about magic so introducing myself as the Savior seemed a bit much, too. I didn’t have time to formulate an answer before the door swung inward and a force collided with me.
“Oomph,” I groaned and staggered backwards, falling against Desmond’s arm.
“Oh, so sorry,” the owner of the body who’d s
