Kiana took one look at me, snarled, and whirled around. “Did you do this to him? I will kill you!”
“Whoa!” Willa easily picked her up and settled her to the other side. “No touching the cops, remember?”
Turning back around, Kiana raced to the cell. “Janelle cast a spell,” she said quietly. “We can make these cops unlock the cells and walk you out right now.”
Fuck, it was good to see her. Reaching out, I curved my hands around her face and took comfort that her bruises were fading. She looked stronger. “No.”
“Told you,” Willa said from the door. “Hurry up. We don’t have much time.”
“It’s a contact spell,” Kiana sighed. “So it’ll hold as long as I don’t touch them, but it doesn’t give us much time. They’ll remember letting us in here and what we said. They’ll just be pissed because they
