“What?” he said, suddenly feeling as if he were about to get devoured.
Mel looked a bit addled herself. She seemed to notice the attention they were getting and blinked, rubbing her hand across her face. For a moment, he thought she was going to slap him, but instead she poked a finger in his direction, laughing in a rather odd way, like a socialite who had found a monkey in her living room. But the people around them suddenly laughed in that same forced way, as if Daniel had performed some amusing trick, and then went about their business, ignoring the two of them.
That wasn’t creepy at all.
“What the— Hey, where’re you going?”
Mel had headed for a long line of people waiting to get into the cathedral, perhaps for the climb to the top that she had mentioned. He hurried after her, scan
