"Guest Alert," the intercom system informed. His watch beeped in unison with the alarm. He looked at it, and at his front gate was Jenn. God, he couldn't deal with any more s**t. But he hit the talk button anyway.
"What?" he asked, hurt and furious.
"Look, I'm not too happy about coming back either. But I kind of realized something," he said.
Joseph honestly didn't care.
"I don't have time for this," he said, sighing.
"I need you," Jenn said. "I mean, I need your help to get Prerna. I can't do it without you." He sighed. "I can't even think about it without pain shooting through me."
"Pain?" Joseph asked. "M is dead after I was attacked by another Fae. You want to discuss pain? Do it with someone else."
Joseph pulled himself up against a bookcase, then walked slowly over M's lifeles
