“ARE you sure it’s the spellblood?” Zeke asked on the phone as she was driving.
Jada rolled her eyes. “Of course. I studied the file you sent me last night and I am sure as hell it’s her. You will see her in a few minutes anyway. So, you can see for yourself.”
“Good. But I need to talk to Magnus first. So bring her to Courthall in an hour.”
“What?” Jada’s eyes grew wide. She glared at the small monitor on the dashboard of the car that shows Zeke’s name and number. “Well, don’t you think you could have told me that before I went ahead and kidnapped her?”
“What’s the matter? You can’t wait an hour longer?”
“No! Where would I take an unconscious body? I have to return to Boris’s office today. I can’t drive around with her in the back of my car.”
“Relax. I’m sure no one will know.
