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“I’ve never had this many people in my car,” Femi said. “Don’t mess up the seats.”
Darius, Destiny, and I sat in the backseat of Femi’s Audi coupe as she pulled out of the parking garage.
The other Shadow Walkers followed us, a caravan of cars moving down the street.
I felt safe.
With this many people with us, there was no way Balthus would attack us.
“Is this the associate you two had to seek out?” I whispered to Destiny.
“Yeah,” Destiny said. “She don’t talk a whole lot.”
Femi drove quickly—at least twenty miles per hour over the speed limit, and the other Shadow Walkers kept up with her.
As grateful as I was for her help, I didn’t feel like talking to her, and I could tell the feeling was mutual.
Niecy twisted her wrists, generating a fashion magazine to read.
“We didn’t h
