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Stupidly, it isn’t until we’re in front of the portal at the end of a long dirt road that I realize we have a problem.
We need to go through the portal. Hermes’ club is in Southern Florida. We are currently in Upstate New York. We also need the van. With our wanted status we can’t be walking around in a pack or hailing a cab.
Needing some guidance, I turn to the passenger seat where Shauna smiles back at me. She insisted on having shotgun because she gets carsick. I expected Tina to make a stink, but she just shrugged and said, “The front seat is for servants.” Then she climbed in the back.
Now from behind me, Tina hollers, “What’s the hold up?”
“We can’t take the van through the portal. Mechanicals and magic don’t mix,” I remind her.
This is so basic it was in our new student pap
