CARRIE EXHALED AND slumped into a chair as Notos followed Apate through the cupboard underneath her kitchen sink. The door swung closed and the green light faded. She didn’t know what would happen to the two dandrobians when they arrived back in their prison paradise, and for the moment she didn’t care. She stretched and rubbed her neck. She had been on an ocean voyage, turned down the opportunity of a lifetime, taken a ride on a flying horse, and exposed another element in the placktoid conspiracy, and it wasn’t even midday.
“Have some tea,” said Dave, placing a steaming mug in front of her.
“What a good idea.” She reached for the sugar bowl, and added a spoonful of sugar to the mug. She was about to take another spoonful but changed her mind. She sighed and stirred her drink.
“Biscuit
