Chapter Eight
After the interview, he handed us off to Julia, saying she’d take care of us, that he had a meeting at the labs he had to attend. What they were doing up at the laboratory facility, I had no idea, but I guessed it had something to do with those hideous little boxes, the ones that effectively destroyed the power of the djinn.
“I’ve got a nice place over on Alamo Road,” Julia told us after firing up her computer and flicking through a few screens. The minute I’d showed back up, Dutchie trotted over to me, tail wagging, and I took her leash in one hand. I trusted her to stay put, but it felt more polite to keep her close by until we left the office. “Sara Garcia was staying there, but then she moved in with Jim Michelson. Three bedrooms, so there’s plenty of space for the two
